I don’t what Christmas is like in your house. Here are a few “homespun” clichés of Christmas chez-moi.
Category Archive: Christmas
Of Holy Farts and Sperm Whales. I’m not a particularly religious person. Certainly not a regular church-goer, but […]
Was It Ever Like That? Ex-pat reflections on the Christmas that never was gleaned from collective memy The […]
A few ghosts of Christmas past – for mum and dad who always laid themselves out for a […]
Christmas used to be a true destination. A gaudy, magic, tinsel town. A place of glistening, snow-covered, candy […]
So, when I was a kid, there was one pièce of sound advice drilled into me by mum […]
Seasonal tradition – the pre-festive flu Body aching like I’ve been thrown several times against a wall. […]
Possibly my last post about New Year (promise) A GOOD RESOLUTION, A LIFE-CHANGING REVOLUTION, RESOLVING TO DO GOOD […]
Not a peice for those of a delicate post party disposition Oh to be young again, when the […]
