December 14th
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A group of teenagers kick a football around the misty park. Two years ago, in Mariupol, they played in the snow with their fathers.
December 13th
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Getting everyone together on the 25th is exhausting. Bless the family but secretly she misses Covid Christmas, when they all just stayed at home.
December 12th
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Rishi cheers the passing of the Rwanda Bill. Meanwhile, in the Bibby Stockholm, they wonder how to trace the mother of the dead immigrant.
December 11th
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“You know you did these stories last year?” he says. “Everything is still bollocks, so what’s the point?”
She shrugs. “It’s all a puzzle.”
December 10th
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In the shadows of the candle-lit church, the soloists sings, “Once in Royal David’s City”. Beautiful but to us, no longer young, infinitely sad.
December 9th
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A bunch of old folk belt it out at the funeral. “Happy Christmas your arse, I pray God it’s our last”.
We’ll miss Shane.
December 8th
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She’s looking for a book for her elderly mother, something about the countryside. Ronald Blythe perhaps.
“But did I buy her this last year?”
December 7th
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Terri is doing rosary Advent.
“I will say 70 prayers for you,” she says.
It’s been a rough year. Debs, a non-believer, is touched.
December 6th
December 6, 2023 § 2 Comments
He’s playing five parts in a touring pantomime. The children love it, but at the social club, old people fall asleep. An actor’s life.
(For Arthur)
December 5th
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When they decorate the tree, Billy, 5, drops the glass ballerina.
“It’s fine,” says Granny. It belonged to her mother, but it’s only stuff.