Wesley’s teddy bear is a big hit at the Draperville lights display!! Carrie’s family have raised over a grand to go to their charity that sends sick kids to swim with dolphins. (What is it with sick kids and dolphins? They’re proper obsessed with them, aren’t they? If I ever find myself thinking about dolphins a lot I’m getting myself down to Dr. Gupta’s right away.)
Barney Draper says that he’s had folks of every color and creed enjoying his nativity: white, black, beige, and green. “EVERYBODY, so the council can stick their Christmas ban right up their ’arris!”
Some people have been enjoying the nativity a bit too much, mind. The baby Jesus went missing for twenty-four hours on Saturday night after a drunk bloke nicked him on the way home from Goodmayes Social. He brought him back though. The bloke said he was so hammered he felt proper sorry for baby Jesus sitting there freezing with his frankincense and myrrh so he took him home for some of his lamb shish kebab.
Anyway, I’m proper excited tonight as we’re going on our Christmas trip to London to see King Lear tomorrow! Carrie says the dress code is “Dress to Impress with a nod toward Academia.”
Balls to that, I’m wearing my jeans, my pink hoodie, and my gold.