Best Of Times, Worst Of Times
December 25, 2011 • Feeling My Age • Comments
Christmas morning at home with Wife, Child K (14) and Child A (21). Decadently festive breakfast of scrambled egg, smoked salmon, bucks fizz and coffee, presents under tree have all been opened, everyone sat around in their new Christmas sweaters.
Somehow despite sitting in the same room Wife has managed to slip away and email me a link to Rhodri Marsden‘s Storify page of Best & Worst Christmas Experiences – submitted by his followers on Twitter. And as she sits on one sofa browsing Radio Times, I’ve opened up my laptop sitting on the other and just found her message.
Personal highlights:
Charlie Roberts: “Worst: nose exploded for some reason, covered Christmas dinner in blood. A&E instead of turkey. Doctor jammed gauze in + said ‘Merry Xmas'”
James Wallis: “Worst Boxing Day: mid-1960s, my dad, very hung-over, scrambled every egg in the house for breakfast. Used brandy butter. Inedible.”
Katy West: “Worst-1987. Got pushed onto the candles at church during the nativity and set on fire. The priest had to douse me with holy water”
Ed Caesar: “circa 1987 I set my Grandpa alight by firing a party popper across the table through a candle. He attempted to douse with whisky.”
Scott Hoad: “Worst: Alone in a flat in Shoreditch with a Satsuma. Best: Alone in a flat in Shoreditch with a Satsuma and my dealer turned up.”
See full list here.
And finally – another of Wife’s favourites:
