As you know, it is usually de riguer to only don our gay apparel on 1st December and not a second before, however yesterday we decided that we would break this time honoured tradition, and throw caution to the wind in honour of Santa, who was coming to town to switch the Evesham Christmas lights on……..
….. and to celebrate our first official Christmas as citizens of the town, it look most rude if a couple of us didn’t attend, so I sent Darrell and Nigel to see what was happening.
And before they knew it, there he was, and as soon Nigel saw him he dashed past Darrell and pressed an envelope in Santa’s hand. It seems that ever since we have moved Nigel has been worrying that Santa might still go to The Castle with our presents and then not know where we had gone, so just in case, Nigel had written him a letter to explain all, what is he like?
He returned to Darrell, much relieved, and then confided that he had been a little surprised that Santa’s reindeer had been a bit whiffy “I don’t know why,” he mused “but I thought they might smell more of cinnamon or gingerbread or even peppermint ……. but not poo!” and then pondered some more.
However, not being one to dwell for too long, Nigel then dragged Darrell to see what else was going on, there was Morris Dancing, festive music and a small market in the town square ……..
…….. and in the shopping centre Home Bargains and strange creatures to have your picture taken with.
Nigel and Darrell stayed in town until the Great Christmas Light Switch On, and enjoyed the fireworks after. They returned home a little chilly but happy, agreeing that although Christmas may have started a little earlier than usual for us (but then again, we are now living on Evesham time), perhaps it all boded well for a very promising Advent and Christmas Season!