Family Party

#Hi...Ho sil-ver lining!...# Ah that song takes me back. Right back to being an ickle sunbeam. Now you may or may not have read my hubbys version of the party but you see I've been there since the beginning... As I write this the sound of # Crystal chandeliers light up, the paintings on the wall...# is warbling out at me. I'm not even sure if they're the right words but that's what my family are singing. The tape that I'm talking about was recorded in 1987 when I was 10 years old. I can remember giggling as my pap secretly recorded the goings on at our annual Boxing day party on an old tape recorder. Back then, the family were ...  Read the complete review

8 years ago I was sentenced to 24 hours a year in the lunatic asylum. I later realised this was better known as the Boxing Day Party... Let me explain... It's all sunbeams (the wife) tribe of mad uncles and auntie's and a hyperactive Nan! It may surprise you to know that its Nan that runs the whole thing and keeps going long after we've passed out. Apparently it's been happening every year since sunbeam can remember and it's the one day of the year that my dear wife (!) goes on about all year around. I find it hard to believe they can all get so rowdy as most of them are quiet people. It all kicks off at 10am at Nans house ...  Read the complete review

It got to that point where there were no more kids. Christmas is for the kids. Out of 8 grown grandchildren I am the only one with a kid of my own except now my wife fled to go live on a KGB base outside of Moscow as she fears the "Amtrak virus" (amtrak is a railroad). It is weird, y'know, everybody grew up and now nobody even exchanges presents. My grandparents pass out cash in envelopes and we stare at each other and drink. It is sad, most of us kids are the same age and Christmas used to be really cool with all sorts of presents being opened and kids being excited. Now the most interesting thing about Christmas is seeing who gets angry and ...  Read the complete review

Christmas is indeed once again nearly upon us which means the annual fights break out with my family. My girlfriend wants this years (as every year) to have Christmas at our place. I do not. So far I have mananged to win each year and we have gone round family members each time. This is so much better. You don't have to cook or clear up. Cooking itself is the worst kind of stress ever invented. Making sure you put everyting on at the right time and not burn anything in the process. Even defrosting the Turkey has it's own stress. Will it defrost in time and all of the rest of it. The mess one is even worse, Especially if there are kids running around everywhere ...  Read the complete review