A Macdrabble tale

LOCKDOWN 2

 

Lockdown 2 is driving people crazy. Let’s have Christmas now. I fancy a sprig of mistletoe.

 

Jesus was born in early November on our street. Tinsel’s up. Lights are on. It’s great. We can choose any day we like just as his demise. Good Friday is a moveable feast,  so perhaps he was born prematurely at different times according to the moon.

 

 Boris could announce it catchily: STAY IN. STAY SAFE. HAVE CHRISTMAS. 

 

Of course we have to have Christmas. We had it during the war. We also had blackout curtains, bombs, no electricity upstairs, outside loos and meagre stockings.