Thursday, 24 December 2015

slim hope

24 December 2015 lazy day Christmas eve There is no reason to even get out of bed today and then the postman rings the doorbell. git a strange look from the man with the yellow truck, because of bare feet and sloppy sleeping clothes. But the packet changes hands any way, it does not even need to be signed for. Back up the stairs again, it is a packet for the wife.
The cat in confusion, should it come or should it go. It opts for the warmth of the flat. And return to bed, no shame. Lazy and tired. Awaken to the sound of the son and his friends singing songs to each other over Skype as they play Mine craft. They are both in the choir, and religious songs are part of this season of sentimentality. Wrong! Why, they even sang Jingle Bells, and that is not religious. A sentimental song expressing a longing for a world of innocence and good. It may be innocent enough, but since when does innocence preclude evil? Only in the minds of the overly sentimental The son leaves the house to go to the shops. Last minute Christmas shopping he says. He needs a present for the cat. Hey! What about his father? Christmas egoism!
 And let us hope that no mad men try  putting the fear of their god in the hearts of all men this year, or any other year.

slim hope

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