Hope yours was as nice as ours
Especially nice tree this year. We picked it out growing in the field and tied a tag with our names to it, for later cutting down. I really felt liked I’d marked a perfectly nice organism for death.
Cheery, me.
It’s blowing an absolute gale out there, so I’ll sign off before I get signed off. Hope you had a good one and Sandy Claws was as good to you as he was to us!
December 25, 2017 — 9:45 pm
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Here we go!
Don’t forget to follow Santa on Norad.
Huh. Y’all Americans kind of get Santa lasties, don’t you?
December 24, 2017 — 7:16 pm
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At my local supermarket today
Reindeer. Not pictured: a sheep, a barn owl, a donkey, a pygmy goat and some kind of tiny, weird African cow. It was weirdly Christmassy.
And yes, it was pandemonium. Though this is an independent supermarket, not a huge chain, so it wasn’t like the seventh circle of hell.
This particular market can be super expensive on some things. They had a turkey there for £80 (that’s about $120).
We got ours from a local butcher and paid £42 (about $63) for a ten-pound turkey. Though you can get them cheaper from Aldi, or frozen, or a turkey roll.
What’s the Christmas turkey up to in the States?
December 23, 2017 — 7:13 pm
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There is nothing like a dame
I finally got to go to the pantomime. British panto, where the hero is always played by a girl, the dame is always a man, and it just gets sillier from there. I’ve been meaning to drag Uncle B to one ever since I moved here, but never got the timing right.
It was indeed very silly and lots of fun and now it feels extra super Christmassy! Have a good weekend, y’all. I’ll probably continue shitposting until Christmas, because why not?
December 22, 2017 — 9:57 pm
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Good times, good times
I bought this teapot at a country show on the day after the Brexit vote. I overpaid for it, but it seemed like a thing I should buy. It’s a WWII relic celebrating victory over Hitlerism (that’s what it says on the teapot). There was a quiet electricity on the grounds that day. Brexit may yet be torpedoed by the forces of…bureaucracy and civil service, but on that day it was fine and hot.
Christmas carries on apace. We just got a phone call from the butcher in town saying our turkey was not delivered. We had ordered an unusual variety, you see. But he’s happy to substitute one of a different variety, so there will be Christmas dinner.
One year, we had a goose. That kind of sucked, to be honest.
December 21, 2017 — 8:00 pm
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Purty boy
I just like this picture. Yes, it’s my hand in the glove that holds the hawk. And yes, he eventually did calm down and pose prettily, but he looks awesome here and I didn’t lose an eye or anything.
I said indolence, but the litterbox still needs emptying and the trash man still comes Wednesdays and life goes on. I reckon I’ve done exactly what I wanted to do only about 95% of the time today.
December 20, 2017 — 9:26 pm
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Remembering the fallen
Ah, yes. We lost Violence chicken and her nest-mate Vita in early 2017, a month apart. Pour one out for two of my favorite birds, gone to join the celestial flock in the heavenly coop.
I am now finished. Finito. Caput. But not like poor Violence here. I’m officially off work until the new year. Whooopeeee!
December 19, 2017 — 8:55 pm
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I’m here! I’m here!
Whew! I didn’t think you’d see me tonight. We switched ISP’s and Company A dropped us before Company B picked us up, so we’ve been internetless all day.
You don’t realize how much stuff in the house relies on the wifi network until you ain’t got one.
We’re all sorted. Now I can treat you to low-effort shit-posts I have planned for the holidays.
I have one more day of work, and then it’s off until January 2. I have promised myself two weeks of indolence and gluttony.
But I couldn’t neglect you, my imaginary friends who live in the computer. Not at Christmas. So I figured I’d repost some of my favorite images from 2017.
Let’s start with this one from January 11, showing our Home Secretary (and local MP) Amber Rudd getting her heel caught in a street grating. I thought it would make Uncle B smile.
I haven’t looked ahead, but I feel sure I can find enough to make it to 2018. Talk about anything you like in the comments, though.
December 18, 2017 — 9:48 pm
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Here it comes…
Sorry I’m late tonight. I should have posted before we went out. Please enjoy this crappy cellphone photo of Steeleye Span. The white blob in the middle is Maddy Prior. We have decided this enjoyable gig will officially kickoff Christmas 2017.
Tree and lights tomorrow. We haven’t done it yet. Also, I haven’t decided how much time to take off.
Oh, yes — I’m calling the Dead Pool for Carl. He won with Max Clifford using the Carl Gambit. I’ve lost track of his body count; I hope he’s putting notches on the side of his monitor.
So, back here tomorrow for DEAD POOL ROUND BLAH BLAH BLAH. I forget which. Hunnert and something. I’ll look it up tomorrow. Night, folks!
December 14, 2017 — 11:02 pm
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Oh yes, please!
Probably too late for this year, but here’s one for your aspirational shopping needs: Miss Havisham’s Curiosities. They do gift cards.
It’s an LA based artist/shop. Lots of genuinely vintage items, but the best are these custom teacups and saucers. Very nice bone china, lovely antique patterns and inspirational slogans like “please, go die” and “we hate your baby.”
Not cheap, naturally, but worth it.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I too got the Windows 10 Fall Creators’ Update yesterday and my computer is a mess *sad face*.
December 13, 2017 — 9:35 pm
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