Merry Solstice

[therealpm]

At 5:30 am tomorrow morning, the northern hemisphere will be at its furthest point away from the sun; henceforth the days shall be longer and brighter until the summer solstice in June. Today is therefore the shortest day of the year.

Time to set the yule log alight...



John, if you try and stick bits of holly to me again, I will not be amused.

Comments

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

Just because you take pleasure in being obnoxiously exuberant about everything, doesn't mean the rest of us are required to follow suit.

*settles down further into armchair*

Oliver won the toss to choose the paper then?

[bamfbercow.livejournal.com]

I am hardly ever obnoxious, I think you'll find! A short period in the run up to Christmas is allowed.

And yes, he did - Freddie tried to change the dinosaurs to roses but they simply would not stay and, as such, he got rather frustrated. Alas...

*waits until Peter is suitably distracted by the cracking fire*
*waves hand*
*smothers giggles with a large helping of wine*

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

*feels a disturbance in the force his hair*

*cautiously pats the top of his head to ascertain what has happened*

*removes and examines hat*

How terribly amusing. I shall be sure to buy your children 'Guitar Hero' for christmas.

[bamfbercow.livejournal.com]

*Giggles*

Well if you refuse to get in the Christmas spirit then such a gift is the only logical conclusion one can come to. Besides, any musical game will pale in comparison to Jemima "playing the drums" with wooden spoons on our pots and pans. I must admit Freddie and Oliver using the colanders as helmets and hiding under the table is rather amusing though.

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

If I 'refuse to get in the Christmas spirit'?

What are you? The Festive Fuhrer?

[bamfbercow.livejournal.com]

Well, if you are simply going to sit there and be moody I shall have to bid you goodnight and send the presents round by themselves rather than bringing the boys along with me to help me carry them.

*Downs rest of glass*

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

*makes shooing motions*

It's nearly midnight, you ought to be off anyway. If you do decide to bring the children round, let me know in advance so that I can ensure cake stocks are adequate.

[bamfbercow.livejournal.com]

Oh very well, very well.

...You may keep the hat.

*leaves giggling*

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

*throws hat on the fire, where it stubbornly refuses to burn.*

*harumphs and returns to his glass*