At our Christmas meeting last week (complete with mince pies and mulled wine) we had fun listening to some Christmas silliness and heartwarming tales. Find some of our Christmas creations below. Enjoy!
A Faithful Friend in Christmas
by Vince Moran
Once there was a time
A time not long ago
A time when things were carefree
A time that let life flow
A time when the wide world crowded
Around a spruce of pine
A time when goodwill was magic
And the music was sublime
Well you’ve got a friend in Christmas
The season love cannot ignore
A faithful friend in Christmas
Tis the season you might still adore
Where children gather around you
And light up the festive tree
From the smiles on their loving faces
You know in your heart you are free
Then came the darkening shadow
Danger swept the sky
A virus so vindictive
You could hear the people cry
No more getting together
Social distance the norm
Masks on face to follow
To stem the rising storm
Well you’ve got a friend in Christmas
The season love cannot ignore
A faithful friend in Christmas
Tis the season you might still adore
Where children gather around you
And light up the festive tree
From the smiles on their loving faces
You know in your heart you are free
And through the mists of sorrow
Where dreams have withered and died
And many have lost loved ones
Their memories touch the rolling tide
Still the human spirit stays sturdy
No matter the cause of its woe
There’s a place for the truly worthy
Glistening in the yuletide snow
For you’ve got a friend in Christmas
The season love cannot ignore
A faithful friend in Christmas
Tis the season you might still adore
Where children gather around you
And light up the festive tree
From the smiles on their loving faces
You know in your heart you are free
Yes you’ve got a friend in Christmas
Blessings around your door
A faithful friend in Christmas
Tis time to sing once more!
Polycotton
by Vivien Eden
“Time for another present!” declared Eva.
Joe raised his eyebrows at his wife Maria who mouthed “Still acting like she’s five.” Eva and Josh dived under the tree. Baubles bounced up and knocked into each other as pine needles silently deposited themselves on the teenagers’ backs.
Rustle, jingle, rustle, jingle
Finally, they emerged holding a selection of gift bags and presents in their hands for everyone.
“Here you go grandma, grandad, there you go dad, here’s your one mum,” said Josh as he diligently distributed out the contents of his arms until all that remained in his hands was a small soft parcel in his hand; he speculated that it was socks since his grandparents always got him a pair of novelty Christmas ones – and every year he wondered if it would be the last pair he might ever receive from the oldest members of his family.
Eva clutched one large parcel in her arms with ‘To Eva, love from Mum & Dad xxx’ written on a white laser label. The tearing of paper started. Exclamations of thanks were made. Hugs.
Eva stared at the parcel. What could it be, she wondered? It was a fair weight and square with a small amount of give. Her younger brother elbowed her to get a move on.
“Oh darling, I hope you like that one – and that it helps you feel at home in your student house.”
Eva tore a fragment of paper, “Ah a new duvet cover,” she exclaimed. She turned the package over and read the label. “Oh, it’s polycotton,” and her face fell.
“Sorry Eva, what was that?” asked her father.
“Polycotton. I thought you knew that I only have Egyptian cotton on my bed.”
“Mum, what’s polycotton?” asked Josh.
The chatter in the room, slowed. Then stopped all together. Eva was standing up. Was that a tear forming in her eye?
“I can’t believe you bought me this! I wouldn’t dream of giving anyone anything made of this stuff,” and she threw her present on the floor. Her grandparents gasped. Eva stormed out of the room slamming the door behind her.
“What the hell happened there?” asked Joe.
“I’m damned if I’ve got any idea. Ungrateful little… when I was a student I had a scratchy bloody woollen blanket on my bed and I was fine with that. Is there anymore sherry – I’ll have a large one if there is?”
Josh’s face broke into a smile, “I guess that’s what you call a very ‘sheety’ Christmas present!”
Mike’s Christmas Quiz
Can you solve the mystery in Mike Moss’s quiz “Sing a Song of Christmas” extravaganza
And don’t forget as a great last minute Christmas present our very own publication: Windsor Christmas Tales is available on Amazon Prime!
Don’t worry, we’ll stop talking about it after Christmas 🙂
Image by Sandra Seitamaa
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