Christmas Songs

Well as we all know, Christmas has come and gone. I'm currently staying up at my Dad's in Melton, Suffolk. Before that I was visiting my grandparents in Leamington Spa.

Father drove me across from Leamington to Melton, and I, as I always do when I'm not driving, started to go to sleep. I didn't get very far along that road. Radio 2 was on, and it was that old git that yaps away at 6pm on Sundays or whatever time it was. I was counting, he played 30 (I kid you not) Christmas songs IN A ROW. I'm not one to act the scrooge, but thats just fucking ridiculous. 1 or 2 every now and then is fine, even enjoyable, but 30 in a row is taking the piss. On the start of the 30th, I sat up like a lion had fucking bitten me and jabbed the "CD" button on the car's headunit with considerably more force than was required. I fell asleep contented 5 minutes later.

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