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I finally get the point of Christmas. Forget Pagan or Christian beliefs and commercialism! They came later. All those twinkly lights, music and festivities evolved as a way of getting people to get excited about mid-winter. How could anyone get the winter blues when there’s so much excitement in the air. Anticipation….
Twinkle twinkle…
Christmas is taken seriously here. Not even in TT week have I seen the streets in central Douglas as crowded as the night they switched on the Christmas lights. Woolly-Christmas-hatted toddlers bobbed up and down excitedly on their daddies’ shoulders and the countdown must have been heard across in Liverpool. So many pompoms…
Celebrating Isle of Man wallabies. More about that later this year, watch this space!
Carol singers abound…
A few nights later….
These little carol singers didn’t realise that the tree starts playing loud Christmas music periodically. I should have video-ed it – about 30 seconds after I took this picture they nearly all jumped out of the skin as the tree interrupted their carol with a boom of Christmas music, unfortunately not in tune with the song they were singing.
The research team had a little tea party at work last week. These are the lovely ladies I work with:
One triumph of the week was getting two Manx Radio presenters to sing the Aussie version of Jingle Bells on air. They were broadcasting from my workplace and interviewing members of each team. We were told they might ask us to request a Christmas song after our interview so I’d printed the words. Instead of looking for it online to play, they sang it live. They said we could find it on catch-up on their website but I haven’t found it. I’ll share the link if I do.
Charlie and I will spend Christmas Eve at the Manx Legion Club with friends watching a great local 60s band – Shaddy Waddy. On Christmas Day Charlie is cooking a roast for the two of us. This year we won’t have to put the air-con on full blast so we can pretend it’s cold enough for a traditional English Christmas dinner!
Happy Silly Season everybody – try a northern Hemisphere one some day!