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M T Sands spends Christmas with her boyfriend, Naim a.k.a. the Sheik. Naim does not celebrate Christmas officially, but he does enjoy the fancy dress, the Santa costumes and the strategic positioning of mistletoe. As for herself, Mary has several festive traditions which she always carries out – sometimes in secret. Every year she dresses as Santa and travels to local villages leaving random offerings on people’s doorsteps. This year, for example, she gave jars of honeycomb made from her bees, specially labelled with her North Pole logo. The Sheik will sometimes play along by dressing in an elf outfit and watching the polar express. None of this I hasten to add has been captured on camera or posted on Social Media. Her exploits have reawakened some locals’ belief in the existence of Santa, good or bad. Although, as one mother exclaimed, rather rudely, how could the real Santa give a gift quite so sticky?
Martin and Celia were successful but discreet members of the Oxford Orpington Set. Martin, although living semi-retired in the country, still needed to cultivate his Hedge in the City. Celia, on the other hand, was a character from A Fish called Wanda. Frightfully British, terribly on it, but just not terribly aware. “Should we go? …
It was said of Reb Simcha Bunem of Pershyscha that he carried two slips of paper, one in each pocket. On one he wrote: “Bishvili nivra ha-olam: for my sake the world was created.” On the other he wrote: “V’anokhi afar v’efer: I am but dust and ashes.” Reb Simcha would take out each slip …
As part of my Business Enterprise Allowance I was doing a day course in bookkeeping (not dependent upon obtaining the remittance, but I thought what could be more useful for a lady of enterprise). The lady who was conducting the course whose name was Nancy and possibly Williams was wearing a rather lovely pencil skirt, …
Christmas was here again, but it did not bring good tidings. The Fox had spent all his time chasing the other animals and scavenging in the bins. Now everyone was out to get him. The Cockerel chased him out of the coop; the Squirrel hit him on the nose with an acorn. He bit into …
In the autumn the Squirrel came down from his tree to collect nuts. When the Fox saw him, he gave chase. However, the Squirrel was too quick for him. The Fox called after him. “One day you will provide me with a meal.” The Squirrel collected nuts all autumn until he had a big store. …
“First you take a drink,” said the drunk on New’ Year’s Eve. “Then the drink takes a drink, then the drink takes you.” With that he downed his drink and stood up. The drunk went out into the night and fell down in the gutter. In the morning, they found him still looking up at …
For all its ups and downs you’ve seen, this year is at its close, With love and laughter, tears, disaster, The list just grows and grows, The rain and mud and snow and wind Has kept us on our toes, I can’t think through the chaos, how we got here? Goodness knows! Around a roaring …