God rest ye merry gentlemen? I should coco! The month is upon us, the geese are getting fat, and I've got three weeks to get this house festive, finalise the gifting, and make sure I don't repeat any of my usual seasonal foul-ups!
My chief failing always boils down to the labelling of parcels. Apparently,
it’s not the done thing to scrawl names on wrapping paper with marker pen. Who knew?
This year will be different - I’m going for dogtags (as in tags shaped like dogs rather than the necklaces of retired marines) - how cute
are these little fellas from Debenhams?!
Scotty dog gift tags |
And since I’m in Debenhams, I’m going to grab a few more
things to spruce up the house.
First, the wreath. I won’t take sole responsibility for
this, but in twenty years of living together, we’ve always failed to sort
this most elementary of decorations: the piece that says 'Hello!' and 'Welcome to our festive home!'. So far, so grinchy. Thankfully, this charming red number is perfect for
two reasons: (1) it’s my wife’s favourite colour and (2) our front door was
glossed black just a couple of months ago, so it’ll look smart as a button.
Next, bunting. Everyone loves bunting. Actually, that’s
not strictly true: there’s a short register of sociopaths with something against it, but mercifully they’re all locked up (as Dostoevsky said: "The degree of a society's civilisation can be judged by observing its prisoners") - but I digress. Bunting is key to any festival - except for Christmas, it would seem, when it becomes "garland".
But as the song says: you say tomato, I say royale with cheese.
Red berry wreath |
Let it snow seasonal garland |
Help for Heroes tree decoration |
The final item, I confess, we don’t actually need - not least because there isn’t a square inch of space left on our Christmas dinner table to host it. But HOLY FLAMING ANTLERS! You will not see a better candelabra this year. I know - I've Googled.
So there’s the preparations sorted, but what about the
giftlist?
Silver stag candelabra |
Well, the most important question is how far the family should be indulged. As this clip shows, opinions tend to differ.
Now, let’s just say that I did want to indulge the boys - and that I had the budget to do so - I’d sort something for my youngest first, quite simply because he's the easiest to buy for.
My first-born meanwhile, is a more complex creature. I'd go as far as to say deviant. I don't mean "a deviant" - just deviant, as in he simply doesn't function like other children. Example: most kids are happy to get a sticker from their dentist - mine demands a surgeon’s mask and latex gloves.
There’s a saying: Always be yourself. Unless you can be Batman. In which case, be Batman.
That, in essence, is my boy's philosophy. I can't describe how much he loves Batman (the tantrums when his Batman tee-shirts aren't clean, however, I can detail to a forensic level). In fact, he's not content to spend his waking hours being Batman, he sleeps him too.
That, in essence, is my boy's philosophy. I can't describe how much he loves Batman (the tantrums when his Batman tee-shirts aren't clean, however, I can detail to a forensic level). In fact, he's not content to spend his waking hours being Batman, he sleeps him too.
What he lacks, though, is the wheels. So what I’m about to show you, you must never tell him about, as there's really nowhere I can put it, but were he to learn of its existence, I’d never hear the end of it. In short, check out the 6v electric Batmobile.
The electric Batmobile! |
I just can't predict what he will engage with. For example, I gave him a scooter for his third birthday (everyone loves scooters, right?!) - he left it in the shed for two years.
Having discussed his wishlist with him, one thing is clear: what he really wants is decorator’s overalls. Seriously! In a world where you can be Batman, he wants to be a decorator. Sure, there's less chance of long-term injury and it’s probably easier to hold down a relationship, but still.
Fortunately, he's now old enough to write a Christmas list ...
... Perhaps next year he might even write a legible one!
I’ve looked into this, and you know what? They don’t make decorator’s overalls for six-year-olds. Fortunately, we’ve negotiated a compromise. You can - thanks to the popularity of Super Mario - buy a plumber’s outfit.
For the purpose of clarity, he doesn't want a Super Mario costume per se - indeed, I don't think he's even heard of Super Mario. He just wants overalls so he can pretend to be Colin, the chap that painted our kitchen. And since there isn’t much demand for Colin costumes, I’m looking at this ensemble right here.
Plumber's costume |
The moustache won’t last a day, but that’s fine - Colin is very clean shaven.
My next purchase is an easy one - but only because I
asked my wife what she wanted. She said she wanted to look less tired.
Crucially, she didn’t say that she wanted to be less
tired, for that would be nigh impossible. Even if we went on holiday we’d have
to take the children, so we’d still have to wake up ridiculously early in order for them to meet their self-imposed quota of mindless yelling and pointless arguments with us.
In short then, my wife wants something to paper over the
cracks. In other words, make-up.
I confess this isn't my area of expertise. However, I do know that she swears by Benefit Lemon Aid. By all accounts, it gives the illusion of having had an additional 35 minutes of sleep, which is sorcery by any other name.
I confess this isn't my area of expertise. However, I do know that she swears by Benefit Lemon Aid. By all accounts, it gives the illusion of having had an additional 35 minutes of sleep, which is sorcery by any other name.
Lemon Aid |
That just leaves yours truly. If I'm honest, however, I haven't had time to think about me. All that springs to mind is the Christmas list my father would wheel out every year. I used to think he was being
obtuse, but in hindsight he simply had no desire to waste his wishes on winter woollies.
So, like my father before me, I'm going to wish for two things: peace on earth and goodwill to all men!
Have a great Christmas!
So, like my father before me, I'm going to wish for two things: peace on earth and goodwill to all men!
Have a great Christmas!
This is my entry for the Debenhams “Win Your Wishlist” Blogger Competition.
Links to all items can be found beneath the product images.
good luck with this - love your ideas. It is on my to-do list but am running out of time! x
ReplyDeleteThanks! Now that December is here there's a lot of demands on one's time isn't there? Can't do everything- but we still try!
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