Thoughts on the Christmas of 2020. Questions of what it will be and reflections of what it was.
“What will Christmas bring to me? Let it be love and hope”
Reality by Peter
My Christmas this year
I imagine my Christmas to be very quiet this year.
Chocolate and Pop aplenty.
Lazy times on the sofa.
Watching the same old films I’ve seen at least 43 times before.
Probably do the radio times crossword. and look forward to the new year.
As I say every year this will be my Year!
Christmas by Spencer
Woke up, fell out of bed, dragged a comb across my head…
This year will be about authenticity and affirmation.
I’ll make breakfast, I’ll help to make lunch and I’ll pull the cheeseboard together.
What I won’t make is a fool of myself.
I’m more anxious this year about various things – work, money and relationships but I’m not anxious about alcohol.
A fire needs a spark, some fuel and oxygen and I don’t intend to afford alcohol any of that.
It’ll be there in the background, like drab wallpaper, but won’t be elevated like the turkey, the pudding and the hearth.
I’ll miss seeing our family. God I hope Aunty is okay.
Christmas is a fun time though and I don’t want that to be any different this year.
An unfathomably large tree will be placed in the window and the outside of the house will be enveloped in as many lights as it takes to mortify our snooty neighbours.
Hey, will Macca get the Christmas number one album.
We all know he will.`
Twelve days of COVID Christmas by Wendy
Twelve festive versus in a winter wonderland scene
Eleven parcels under a tree of green
Ten bells and baubles
Nine verses and choruses
Eight mince pies
Seven parcels with festive ties
Six gingerbread men
Five chocolate logs
Four candy canes
Three wise men
And a little bit of hope from PFIZER
Christmas Day by Karla Graham
Everyone was so excited.
We all went down stairs with my little brother to see what Santa had left us all.
Before we did anything I went outside for a bit of fresh air. The battering gusts were awful.
The empty skies were silent.
I could smell the air. It was so clean and pure.
I could smell the sweet fragrance of pine and cedar.
It was so frosty.
The wind was so strong but delicate whilst standing outside.
I got a whiff of the smell of our Christmas dinner cooking. It was so powerful.
I then went back inside and I could smell it even more.
It was making me so hungry.
I could hear the sound of the turkey sizzling away.
Finally dinner was cooked. The seasoned vegetables were delicious. The buttery potatoes went down well as the christmas presents were a shine in the corner.
The sparkling champagne tasted divine.
Seeing the family all happy with no care in the world.
The touch of warmness filled the house.
The fire was beaming and we all sat down and opened our presents.
The excitement on my brother’s face was priceless.
He was so happy.
That’s what makes christmas so magical.
Jingle Bells by Paul
Jingle Bells Jingle Bells,
What christmas means to me.
As the four wize Owls gatherd at the bottom of my bed,
Sied ‘we can do nothing for you, nothing for you.
masked and gowned two in blue and two in red, we can do nothing for you,
alone with my thoughts of dred fearfull in my hospital bed.
Jingle Bells Jingle Bells
what is Christmas to me
the fear of no medicen or pain relefe
with lsolation looming ever closer,
What could Chritsmas bring to me,
I stand alone without my friend and lover taken from me in May i miss you my love the first Chrisfmas with out you.
Jingle Bells Jingle Bells
what will Christmas bring to me
let it be love and hope .
Thoughts before Lockdown Christmas by Barbara Bone
“Have yourself a very merry Christmas”
Let your tree lights shine, for you and your household to see.
Christmas, in Tier 3 without extended family, will become a zoom meeting to cross the divide.
Let’s keep smiling. Hiding the pain of separation. It’s not forever, just not now.
With Government Exhortations of a Christmas break , we shout NO! At the tv – they can keep their ideas- ours are of safety first – stay home – stay safe and use the internet to amuse us and the family.
Christmas will come around again and the celebration, hopefully will be more meaningful and filled with Joy!
Meanwhile thank you to all who have delivered to the door, groceries, treats, clothes, and presents.
I really appreciate the delivery men who come with a smile and the bin men who work so hard out in our back lane week by week.
Thank you one and all.
What Christmas Day Means To Me by Elizabeth
Preparation starts early on Christmas Eve to ensure everyone is catered for and has a day to remember with memories to make.
The meat will be put in the oven and slowly cooked overnight, all the veg, accompaniments will also be prepared ready to cook.
All of the napkins, cloth, table centres, candles, Christmas crackers, serving dishes, plates, cutlery will be ready to dress the table, along with a personalised gift for everyone.
Time for bed.
When I wake the meat will be taken out of the oven & allowed to rest, the table will be dressed & my fur babies fed.
My Christmas tree will have the lights switched on, along with the other decorations throughout the house.
A well earned breakfast which will consist of the traditional fresh orange juice, a bacon, brie and cranberry sandwich and a cup of tea.
My family arrives. Whilst opening our gifts I will periodically pop back and forth to the kitchen checking everything is cooking and not burning. No doubt the fur babies will be entertaining us with their antics of jumping in and out of discarded gift wrap.
We will then sit around the table, pull the crackers, tell some jokes and have a good old blether whilst having our dinner. Then retire with full bellies to the living room and play some party games, listen to music and generally enjoy each other’s company.
The air will be filled with chatter and laughter.