Jingle my silver bells and call me a silly Sally, but I wasn't aware that anyone was able to cancel Christmas. I thought Christmas was about a special baby, born over 2000 years ago and that as long as there were people who still believed and followed him, there would always be Christmas.
As I said, silly Sally. Apparently, it is about presents, overindulging, family reunions of six bubbles (don't ask) for five days, with every possibility of a few members falling out with each other by the third day.
The nation rejoiced and Grans and Grandads all over the Country were delighted and terrified in equal measure.
I am not sure how the Government came to this decision but I imagine that when Covid heard this announcement, it was incensed - first the vaccine and now this gross underestimation of its power. A furious Covid invited a relative to visit Britain over Christmas.
('If they can have their relatives over for Christmas, so can I,' thought a defiant Covid, its spikes aquiver with indignation and rage.)
So now, in many parts of the Country, bubbles have been burst and reduced to one and tiers have been upped to four. But Christmas is not cancelled.
Presents can still be exchanged, overindulging is still possible, family reunions can still take place over Zoom and the best part is, in the case of any falling out with another family member, you don't have to put up with their company for the duration of your stay.... there's an 'off' button in this reunion.
As for those moaning about 'lockdown', if there is no empty chair around your table this year (or in your virtual reunions), be grateful, stop whingeing and wear a mask.
Talking about whiny losers, guess who decided to weigh in on Britain's lockdown, with this tweet:
First of all 'We?' Who on Earth asked him to speak for us? I suggest El Presidente Trumpo takes the 2 cents he borrowed from his pal 50c and return it because absolutely no one in Britain (with the possible exception of Farage and that nasty woman Katie something-or-the- other) wants his opinion.
I read a few days back, that there is a former congresswoman, who is convinced that not only was her ballot invalidated in the recent US Elections, it was stolen by Satan himself.
I am not sure if she had a vision of a red skinned man with horns and a tail, shove his pitchfork into the ballot box and specifically pull her ballot out but whatever her tale, please don't let Rudy Giuliani get 'wind' of it.
Before you can say 'Bat out of Hell', he'll be back in Court, dragging the former congresswoman and a recording of 'The Devil went down to Georgia', as proof of voter fraud.
Yet again, he won't win. After all the Devil went looking for a soul to steal and we all know that you can't steal souls from the soulless.
Until next time, wherever you are in the world, have a very happy and heart warming Christmas. Take care and stay safe.
