In the interval however, we popped out for a coffee and the sight was somewhat different. By that stage Santa was either lolling around drunk, leaning against a wall with a fag in his mouth and his hands in his pockets, or being sick. There were lots of broken beer bottles to be seen and some of the worst Santas reminded me of the Santa scene in 'Trading Places'. It was a joy to watch, especially from a completely sober perspective knowing that I wouldn't be suffering the agonies of a massive festive hangover the next day or worrying what pictures might materialise on social media Sunday morning! I love Christmas!
I don't drink
A quite surreal experience last night as my wife and I went to the carol concert at St. Martins in the fields. I have never seen so many Santas in one place - all having great fun and all up to no good, because they could get away with it. Many were sitting on the lions at Trafalgar square and what amused me most was the fact the police could do nothing. How can you try and arrest a Santa when he or she will instantly merge with thousands of others when pursued? It was great to watch and to see so many people enjoying themselves.
In the interval however, we popped out for a coffee and the sight was somewhat different. By that stage Santa was either lolling around drunk, leaning against a wall with a fag in his mouth and his hands in his pockets, or being sick. There were lots of broken beer bottles to be seen and some of the worst Santas reminded me of the Santa scene in 'Trading Places'. It was a joy to watch, especially from a completely sober perspective knowing that I wouldn't be suffering the agonies of a massive festive hangover the next day or worrying what pictures might materialise on social media Sunday morning! I love Christmas! |
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November 2020
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