Well, so, for most families, other than now trying to figure out how to pay for it, I guess Christmas has been and done gone. Came and went without fanfare in this house. As predicted, the TV was dire; where the hell was Billy Smarts Circus? News channels? Wall to wall ‘news’ of full hospitals and the vaccine roll-out with film of top folk happily getting jabbed**. Nary an enquiring, off message voice of dissent allowed.
**Jab or joke?
Unlike other years, the TV, right now, isn’t clogged-up with holiday adverts. No idea why not. Oh, wait just a jet setting second! It’s that Co-Co thingy of course. Hell, nobody wants us anyway and even Scotland has shut their border with us and is most likely patrolling said border with contingents of Jocks in frocks with daggers down their socks. Socially distanced of course, but that’s only common sense.
Spookily, one travel outfit is advertising and guess wot the catch phrase is? Yup, ‘Jab and Go’. Who could’ve seen that coming eh?
Enough; time to get out and grab some Easter eggs before the panic buying starts.
Quote; P. J, O’Rourke.
“There is a remarkable breakdown of taste and intelligence at Christmastime. Mature, responsible grown men wear neckties made of holly leaves and drink alcoholic beverages with raw egg yolks and cottage cheese in them.”
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