This began as a tale of two gay men, a cat and an octogenarian. It's not a sitcom but I'm not entirely sure it's real life. As a couple we realised we had a choice: either write about life with the grumpy old dwarf and try to see the funny side or bump him off and put him in the skip outside next door. Since that time we have moved on ... 7 years later I came back to update things! So now there are two men, two dogs and a bungalow in Barrybados.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Winter Draws on!

In this photograph lies a story... My Great Aunt Jean (Back right - as if she would be the one in the Santa suit!!) took the girls to visit Santa - this must have been in the late 40s or early 50s in downtown Belfast.

Having all sat on his knee one-by-one and told him what they wanted, they accepted the presents and had their photograph taken. Anticipating a long walk home, Jean asked them if they needed to go to the lavatory and dutifully they all trooped off to the ladies.

Young Jean, pictured bottom right was the smallest of the group at the time - I assume her even younger sister Kathleen had been deemed too young to go.

"Have you pulled your pants up? asked Great Aunt Jean
"I haven't got any pants on!" said Jean - indeed she had been in such a hurry to see Santa she had forgotten her drawers!

Filthy witch - leading poor old Santa on that way! I never imagined a four year old as an agent provocateur teasing dodgy old Santas into lewd behaviour. Usually they just get a mince pie and a glass of sherry!!! Brings a whole new meaning to "Junior Showtime!"

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