I like the drink, the food, the party atmosphere, the Christmas lunches, the decorations, the catching up with people I haven't seen for ages and so on.
Actually I like decorations being up. I loathe putting them up, and taking them down is even more painful. I start unfurling the tree with a great deal of enthusiasm and very soon I'm bored and wanting someone else to take over.
But the thing that has got my goat this evening is the modern version of carol singing.
I remember doing proper carol singing, in which real people actually did real singing. Admittedly this probably caused offence because I can't sing or hold any tune, even Jingle Bells.
I know I sound like a grumpy old woman. Well let's check:
- Grumpy - yes
- Old - ish, OK call it a yes
- Woman - last time I checked, yes
Anyway, my point is that it's not carol singing.
2 comments:
It's not carol singing. It's not entertainment. It's a plague on our houses. It's noise pollution. It's evil.
Hear hear, or preferably, don't hear hear.
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