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I'm not just talking a couple of twinkling lights around the window.
No, I'm talking complete nativity scenes on roofs, inflatable 8ft snowmen/father christmas, and enough lights to confuse passing aircraft.
Why?
It seems to get worse every year around here, more and more idiots cover as much available space with gaudy baubles and rotating/flashing/blinking lights.
Do they think "Wow, I'm so cool and people will admire me"?
Because the only reaction it gets from me is the urge to commit arson.
And i'm in Waltham. *ahem*
> You live in Grimsby too?
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> That's three of us...
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Why, who else is in Grimsby? I'm in Scartho, btw.
That's three of us...
Ho hum.
There's one house that's got loads of lights, loads of fake snow everywhere, hundreds of little santas and reindeers and elves and some things I'm not sure what they actually have to do witch christmas. And it's down a street that nobody goes down. It's a dead end, so nobody passes through for a shortcut, only say about 10 people that live down there and the postman must have seen it. What the hell is the point when nobody is going to see it?
And if my memory serves me right, they've had the decroations up since the beginning of September.
8ft-tall Snowmen...
Giant Santa Claus' and load of over-the-top lighting....
Sounds like Tim "the Tool-man" Taylor is back at work again!
;D
I ahte night time.
Black and yellow.
That's it.
Reminds me of old bananas.
SO when loads of colours appear, I'm happy.
Our postman said our Christmas tree was the ebst he'd seen this year.
So I'm happy, despite not having anything to do with its decoration..
Phoned for a cab to take me to the pub, and what turned up could only be described as a mobile Christmas fun-spreader. The driver, fully kitted out in Santa outfit (plus beard) was sat surrounded by Christmas lights, baubles, miniature Santa plastic figurines, a fake layer of snow across the dashboard and loads of little snowmen dotted around the car. And tinsel. Everywhere. It's a wonder he could even see out of the window. What's even more brilliant is that he spent the whole journey hocking up phlegm loogies that would put an American teenager to shame, and every time we took a corner, he went "Unnnghhhhh" like his belly was turning. I secretly hoped he'd turn it into a "Unnggghhho ho ho" but he never did.
Me: "You're looking very festive this evening."
Driver: "Greyhound was it mate?"
2 mins later...
Me [jokily]: "Anyone would think it was Christmas!"
Driver: [silence]
Okay then Mr Driver sir, answer me this... if you're going to dress up like a retarded Father Christmas (one that's so spasticated he has to drive a Austin Allegro around planet Earth delivering his presents) then you can at least have the decency to entertain the fact and not sit in stony silence when someone happens to mention it. Did you expect me to say nothing, like everything was normal?
I should have said solemnly: "Actually I don't celebrate Christmas, my religion forbids it and demands I murder anyone who does" and stared at him throughout the duration of the journey.