Most nights i have to drive to the Sorting Office in the early evening. Living where we do, this mainly means a drive through middle class surburbia of a 1930’s sort – and perfectly nice it is too.
Except at this time of year. For reasons only known to the perpetrators, during the months of November, December and January some kind of luminous leprosy takes over, manifesting itself in ever more excruciating eruptions of blow up Winnie the Poohs in Santa hats, sitting on honey pots roughly the size of Minis, rampaging, psychedelic reindeer careering across rooftops and more icicles cunningly desplayed by delicate use of tasteful white light curtains, hanging in ragged edges around delightful little 1940’s middle of a city, ex-DC cottages than one can reasonably shake a star covered stick at.
It’s a kind of multicoloured mayhem worthy of a landing strip in Lapland.
AND IT WON’T DO!
last year, i think i saw the first house glowing with some 4000 lightbulbs in early November. Granted, following my campaign of Scrooge-like glares through the wondow, they’ve held off this year so far, but i full expect to see them sneak a cheery little Santa up on to the roof soon. Anytime before December 15th is TOO EARLY.
So i am alerting all my fellow bloggers to DEFCOM1 – Decoration Alert. And to help you on your way, i have prepared a little token for you, to display on your blog the minute you see your first “I can do Xmas for a 1/6 of the Year” electrically enhanced dwelling.
(Bah humbug! and apologies to owners of Blow Up Pooh Bears :))