It's that time again folks. It's the time of year when we gather all our loved ones around the hearth. A cosy fire crackling away. Egg Nog and festive treats are shared. We all play our favourite games. Laughter. Happiness. Until the time comes, just before everyone makes their way up the wooden hill to bedfordshire to await the arrival of the jolly, red suited one. The time we all look forward to each year.
Granny takes her place in the big comfy chair with all the cushions. She makes herself comfy. All the children in the house gather at her feet in anticipation. Granny, with her best Christmas teeth in, looks each of the children deep in their eyes. Takes a deep breath and begins her traditional Christmas story.
"What in the hell happen to all the posts that English fella used to put up on Corner Gas Fan Corner.
