Where is that free Christmas beer? Ho, ho ho!

Afternoon all on this fine Christmas eve!! vodka martini please no olives ta muchly bar personage and A Merry Christmas to all my fellow pubber peepsicles 'hic'

Not until tomorrow........I'm not running a charidee!

Afternoon kate, same to you.

Merry Christmas davor, kate, twassington and to all those that weren't around earlier this morning.

Get yourselves a drink on me.

very civilised off you Eddy. Glass of christmassy champagne please

Happy CHristmas everyone

Thank you mate.

*eyes Eddy suspiciously*

Just remember there's no such thing as a free lunch........Eddy will expect something in return at some point!

Merry Christmas planets

Something in return? No worries, drinks are on me tomorrow

It's a free bar all day tomorrow, so put your money away for another day.

I'm so offended.

*Pours jug of freshly made eggnog over SR's big head.*

*watches Eddy pour eggnog over the coat-stand* You better clear that up!

Anyway.........time for this..........

Twas the Night before Christmas Poem

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.

His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"

Clement Clarke Moore

Ooooooo 'citing Santa is on the move..........HERE

*lays out a Christmas Eve buffet*......... HERE........HERE.........HERE
Enjoy!

That all looks lovely and festive Ta muchly SR! The traditional poem We're all set for Santa now!!

Two egg nogs please!

*the sound of jingling bells is heard* Merry Christmas pubsters the buffet looks lovely slice of christmas cake i think SR!

Ooh you're still here....or are you there? Cheers!!! Down the hatch. Merry Mythmas!

I'm there!!
christmas cake was lovely
Are you all snuggling in with MiniTwass?

merry Mythmas to you too!!

Can't wait for chinese tonight

I am, we're stuffed and a bit squiffy Enjoy your chinese!!

Good evening everyone.


I'm impressed.

Here's one of my favourite Christmas songs. Important today, just like it has always been. You Tube, Happy Christmas, War is Over.



And for some festive cat fun:
Simon's Cat: The Christmas Collection. Look here, 13 minutes of magic. I love them all.

MERRY CHRISTMAS and good morning my lovely pubber pals!!!

Morning kate, same to you.

★˛˚˛*˛°.˛*.˛°˛.*★* Merry Christmas *★ 。*
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*(...'•'.. ) *˛╬╬╬╬╬˛°.｜田田 ｜門｜╬╬ ☺╰☆╮ ♥

Another of my favourites........it's amazing how these songs have lasted through the years.......I always wonder if any of the new up & coming songsters will have the same benefits. I doubt it very much as if you don't immediately have a number 1 you're out! They also seem to ''burn out'' far too quickly, retiring after 3/4 years! What's that all about?

I love Simon's cat, never fails to make me smile.

Morning all.....Love Simon's Cat, always makes me smile

Mince pie and a cuppa P!ez

*puts presents under tree*......
......CHINNY..... CHINNY......JOE......EDDY......GEMO........TWASS........HOOTS........BOB........DAVOR.......PLANETS......KATE.........EUG Enjoy......ho ho ho.