Countdown
Christmas Day and we’re on our own. The grandkids have counted down the ‘sleeps’. We could count down future Christmases. No! Don’t feel sorry for us. We’re OK!
Our children worry we might be lonely. No need! We have each other and get on really well. It’s going well too. 7am, breakfast; 11am, coffee; 1pm, canapés and champagne; 2pm, walk out of the valley and back; 3pm, The Queen (gawd bless ‘er!); 5pm, Christmas Dinner and a drink or two.
No vegetarians, no fish-haters, no noise... what’s not to like?
We’re not counting down years, we’re counting our blessings.
- Category: True Stories Told As Fiction
4 comments add one below
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Brian Mackinney over 3 years ago
Lucky Lucky Neville. Did the Zoom joke work?
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Neville Hunt over 3 years ago
We’re all meeting on Zoom later today! (and the great thing is that we don’t have to clear up after the other 12 in the family! Yeeha!)
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Gilbert over 3 years ago
Gawd bless ya’
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Neville Hunt over 3 years ago
Haha! and Gawd bless ya too, Gilbert!
