Or, a Crackers Christmas, thing is all my family are as potty as me, so it must run in the jeans genes or something…
Christmas Crackers Day at my mum and dad’s:
The table BEFORE it got laden with food…
As you can imagine, with 13 of us sat round it, re-arrangements were necessary in order to fit the turkey and trimmings on, and also to fit us all in…
After opening all our presents amidst a mountain of shredded paperwork. It was time for the star of the show to open his, after he’d had a little nap.
The rosy cheeks are back teeth coming through and hurting, Ahh…
Just woken up and raring to go, let’s get started then. But I’ll just have a play with this Cola bottle with dad and grandad first…
And then I’ll teach dad how to do aerobics…
And now I’ll show mum how to put a Christmas hat on, whilst keeping a serious face, oh those teeth must be sore…
Ooo opening presents is fun…
He He, Clap, Clap…
Just a moment while I phone a friend…
How ya doin’ mate…?
After all that he preferred to walk round with his mum’s toiletries bag collecting bits of paper and various other interesting items ready for recycling…
“Gmahh” Heth…
Ganda Dave…
Boxing Day with our friends Ju, Fran, and their family. Oh, and a magic drum present that’ll drive mum and dad nuts…
But Ryan liked it, of course noisy stuff is always best…
Oops, forgot Christmas Eve at Dave’s sisters where Ryan found himself a new girly friend. Thought he was onto something there, till someone mentioned the word NOSE…
So in an effort to please the audience, he poked his little friend here on the NOSE with his finger. No harm done even if he was off balance at the time…
In fact it was such good fun, a game of “find the nose” ensued with much clapping and laughter. I wasn’t quick enough with the camera…!
Well I always try to polish off a blog post on the same theme as it started, it doesn’t always work that way, because sometimes I just plain forget. This time I’ve remembered something I’ve forgotten(?) So, question of the day:
Can anybody remember a crappy joke from a Christmas Cracker, or a Cracking Christmas…? If so, answers on a postcard or even a comment. Personally I heard loads and can´t remember a one…
PS: Best joke wins a packet of half eaten crackers…
