Saturday, 24 December 2016

24th December

This verges on schmaltz, but I truly hope you all have a Christmas that is 
even a tiny fraction as happy as this.

Until next year - sending peace x

Friday, 23 December 2016

23rd December

From someone's private collection, here is Terry enjoying Christmas in his own special way. 

Thursday, 22 December 2016

Wednesday, 21 December 2016

21st December

Some effective and economical re-using of Halloween witches hats going on at Denise and Ray's. 

Tuesday, 20 December 2016

Monday, 19 December 2016

Sunday, 18 December 2016

18th December

Margaret knew there was only one way to get through another Christmas with Keith's brother.

Saturday, 17 December 2016

Friday, 16 December 2016

16th December

Something tells me this wasn't Figaro's idea.
He's probably still annoyed about the outcome of the election. Presumably, he'd already got the measure of new VP Nixon. 

Wednesday, 14 December 2016

14th December

Wrestling with neighbours. It is what Christmas is all about. Loser has to walk Eileen home.

Tuesday, 13 December 2016

13th December

The inevitable post-sherry brawl was declared a draw when it couldn't be determined
whether Eileen or the tree had come off worst. 

Monday, 12 December 2016

12th December

I'm sure it seemed like a great idea at the time.
Oh, and you missed a bit of upper thigh there, mate.

Sunday, 11 December 2016

11th December

It takes a special kind of passive-aggressive parenting to guilt your childless 
offspring via the medium of a Christmas card offering like this.
"Hey, look kids, we've have to put these hand-knitted bonnets on the 
bloody dogs as you've failed to reproduce."

Saturday, 10 December 2016

10th December

Saturday night with the girls. 
They all despise each other but share a passion for smoking and 
slagging off that Diane's crappy quiche. 

Friday, 9 December 2016

9th December

A photo almost certainly taken to send to a Nana to demonstrate how well 
the unwelcome Christmas gift fits. Nice use of a haunted tree there. 

Thursday, 8 December 2016

8th December

Diane just heard that bitch Maureen slagging off her quiche. 
Terry has been here before - he knows the shit that is about to go down. 

Wednesday, 7 December 2016

7th December

Now that is a genius idea from Dad - wall the kids in with presents so you are assured of a few minutes peace whilst they unwrap their way out. 

Tuesday, 6 December 2016

6th December

A collection of Mum's arses, through the decades. 
A vision no doubt accompanied by a heavy sigh and the phrase 
'Well - I suppose I'd better do it myself then...'

Sunday, 4 December 2016

4th December

It's not a party until Ken's got on the pole. 
Lorraine and Alf's basement parties were legendary on The Close. 

Friday, 2 December 2016

2nd December

"Dad, that tree is well too big for our living room" 
"No, no, its absolutely not - now shut up and look dour..."

Thursday, 1 December 2016

1st December

In what looks like the desperate scrawl of a man trapped in a bottle of cognac, 
this chap is very keen for you to know that he is with you in Christmas spurts.