It’s a knitted crèche, y’all
Spotted on top of a post box along the high street in the town of Tenterden, Kent. Here it is in color. The things you can do in a high trust society.
Not high trust for long, I’m afraid. I don’t know if you’ve read that ‘refugees’ – young single men of military age from perfectly safe countries – have been pouring over the channel, hundreds a day. The government has been housing them in four star hotels, feeding them and giving them a spending allowance, and no one knows why.
We’ve just learned a whole bunch are going to be billeted a few miles from us. There go my chickens.
But enough sadness. It’s Christmas Eve Eve. We’ve had the last of the deliveries, more food than we can possibly eat before it goes off (it’s tradition). Picked up the turkey. Wrapped all the presents (not really – we follow the Way of the Gift Bag). Pick out a Christmas special for TV tonight and we’re good to go.
Merry Christmas, everyone! See you on Boxing Day.
December 23, 2022 — 7:21 pm
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