It’s that time of year again. Everything’s sparkling and twinkling and eye-catching. Most people are in good cheer and there’ll soon be an abundance of good food and drink and good company. The old favourites will be sung and those classic films will be on the box as we laze around, relaxing from all the frenetic activity of gift-giving on Christmas morning.
But we’re not there yet. It’s too early for the decorations and too soon for my budget. I normally start my shopping in October but this year Rudolph’s been wearing slippers and I didn’t hear him coming. I’ve mostly settled on what I want to buy everyone, it’s just trying to afford it all. It doesn’t help that all the programmes on the telly say “it’s only £££” as if the prices they throw around are chump change.
I think Christmas is just over three weeks away now and i’m worrying over the details. I put alot of thought into my gifts but I also shop around. You have to when you have the little money left that I have. How do our parents do it?
I have a couple more presents to decide on and i’m sure it’ll work out, but of course shopping online will soon be out of the question as the “delivery by Christmas” promise comes to an end. I guess the next few weeks will see me milling around the high street shops with all the other grumpy latecomers.
‘Tis the season to be jolly.
