Scrooge

I always struggle a bit at this time of year. On the one hand I love the Christmas lights in town, the chill in the air and
I always struggle a bit at this time of year. On the one hand I love the Christmas lights in town, the chill in the air and
Dear Santa, It’s Christmas once again, of course the busiest time of year for you, but the rest of us seem to flap around
Dear Santa, It’s Christmas once again, of course the busiest time of year for you, but the rest of us seem to flap around
So call me the Grinch if you enjoy being around people in the festive periods. Call me Victor Meldrew if you are one of those overly happy people who just LOVE Christmas. Call me a miserable old bitter Scrooge if are one of those people who are always so chirpy, you almost scare people.
will not be buying, taking, borrowing, or wearing a Christmas jumper. To me, a Christmas jumper is that step too far. It's the epitome of the stilton at Christmas.
The holiday season can be a difficult time of the year for some people, especially those that have suffered loss or have financial woes. While everyone around them is brimming with holiday cheer, they are feeling down and depressed. If you are one of those people, you are probably dreading the holidays.
It's December, the fire is burning, the decorations are out and lists are being made - it's that time of year again. Suicide. Yep, tis the season to be jolly doesn't apply to everyone.
While some of the latest suggestions from the Department of Education which seem to be rolling out at the same rate as spam emails are interesting, not to mention surprising, what seems to be overlooked is an appreciation of the impact that the e-age is having on the way we learn, the way we communicate, the way we function and the way we live.
Many, many, many men have played Ebenezer Scrooge over the years. Kesley Grammar's had a crack at the infamous grump, as
If you haven't already worked it out, i'm a bit of a scrooge. I don't do Christmas fever. I don't do standing around warming my cold hands on cups of mulled wine. And I certainly don't do stupid bloody Santa hats. So you can imagine my horror at being threatened with a pantomime?