A fantasy festive frolic.

Usually around now I think up some seasonal post, but I’m a bit pissed off with Christmas this year, for it seems to have been going on since about October, and all the Ho! .. Ho! .. Ho! .. jolly TV shows, old movies and advertising are ‘getting on my tits’, although I’ve not yet seen Santa and his bloody Coca Cola convoy.

So as today is the Winter Solstice I am considering setting aside my atheism for a few days, and going all Pagan, just like all those poor buggers who are banged up and unable to make it to Stonehenge this year, or for a few years more with a bit of luck.

There was a pagan festival at this time of year long before the Christians hi-jacked it and added the story about a baby in a manger, and some gullible old carpenter who thought that his wife was still a virgin, so I’m all in favour of reviving ‘Yuletide’ and dumping all that Christmas crap.

Now I’m not sure if I should ’get down’ with the Druids, hang out with the heathens, or have a wacky ‘Wicca’ weekend getting my kit off and dangling dancing round the camp fire ?

Ah! … on second thoughts, I don’t fancy the idea of waving my mistletoe wand about (or my willy, come to that) down in the woods when the winter wind whistles; so I’m reconsidering this whole ‘Solstice’ scenario, which probably means that this weekend will see me at home, with my feet up in front of the fire, watching …

… “Ben Hur” for the umpteenth bleedn’ time !

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p.s. ….  YULE OUT THERE … HAVE A GREAT CHRISTMAS !