So when do the Christmas festivities officially come to an end? When do we draw a veil over the season of great joy and goodwill to all mankind? My own personal experience today certain suggests they have certainly drawn to a close.
I proceeded to do my shopping in the supermarket in an orderly fashion. Managing not to shout at fat people with trolleys loaded with pies. Instead, I was polite and respectful, even whilst waiting in the queue behind what can only be described as inbred mutants for the self service checkouts.
With only one dribbling buffoon left in front of me, a checkout became available. Probably distracted by something shiny, the creature failed to seize upon the opportunity presented to her. Fortunately, she had my thoughtful self in her vicinity to lend a helping hand. So in a clear steady voice, I pointed out that the lady with the moustache was now finished at the checkout.
You wouldn't believe the outcry that followed. anyone would think I had nailed a puppy to a bus!