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I think I'm going to regret coming on this thread
but ...we're all feeling a bit flat but trying to get on with things for the kids' sakes but a family member has been diagnosed with cancer. All very sudden and prognosis is not good. She had just buried her 4th child (why do some people seem to face tragedy after tragedy - losing 4 children? it's unbelievable) and her brother and then this. As always she's staying strong, says she's ready to go to be with her children. In light of it all Christmas has gone from being something our family gets ridiculously excited about to something we feel have to do. Well, that's all very doom and gloom isn't it. I might open the pretzels and Baileys and just get on with it. Things like this make me realise how lucky I am. Cheesy and trite I know but it's true. Some people have so much sh*t to deal with. Don't know how people do it. |
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Just about everything shit that has ever happened to me has done so over Christmas, personal, emotional and physical.
This year is no exception including a recent hospital visit this week where some personal belongings were stolen (how low do you have to become to be a thief in such a place). Just when you think things cannot get worse they inevitably do. |
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I have had more than my fair share a few gems
My step gran died a few days before xmas, unrelated I fell ill ended up in hosp late xmas eve having left the pub from not being well! Ended up nil by mouth in hosp for days, they let me out for a few hrs a few days later to go to my step grans funeral which was traumatic enough without having to deal with 20 bloody questions off everyone. Still have no idea what was wrong with me! The year before I think it was I had been ill and had to visit the hosp every day over the xmas period, thankfully they just let me go in for monitoring during the day then let me go home! The year after my mother threw me out of her house xmas morning. i think I was 21 at the time. i was in my pj's with ugg type slippers on! It had snowed and I had to walk miles to get home where I had no food or drink. So no xmas dinner two years running and no presents either. In fact The only presents I have had since then I have bought myself in the sales! All I can say is I have no idea why I am on santa's permanently excluded list 🎅🏻🎅🏻 |
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I had a pork pie that was moldy inside.
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Have you had any particularly crap experiences at Christmas? Crap presents? Crap meals? Crap company? Crap news? Anything that should have been crap that somehow turned into something less crap? Share your crappy Christmas stories.
Nothing comes to mind, but I think that I might possibly be in for a not so happy one this year. I've been seeing a woman that I met at a funeral in July, (hey, don't knock it, you take your chances where you find them), she's a little younger than me, 19 years younger, but we've been getting along fine. Her mother died last year, and she goes to check on her dad once per week, who lives about 60 miles from her place in Dulwich, good girl. Her dad's a nice guy, only ten months older than me, but very into football, whereas I wouldn't look out of the window if they played the World Cup in my back yard. Anyway, having a big house all to myself, I suggested that she might want to spend Christmas with me, and bring her dad if he wanted to come. I'd spring for a turkey, trimmings, and a whole slew of booze. They were happy to take me up on my offer, but insisted on buying a few cases of wine. They've been here for a week now, as her company is closed for Christmas until January 5th. Now I am not a TV fanatic, I watch the news, current affairs, a couple of U.S. shows, "The Affair", "Major Crimes", then it's H.I.G.N.F.Y. and that's about it. Her and her dad however, will watch anything, Four in a Bed, Homes Under the Hammer, Deal or no Deal, darts, DARTS!! YUCK!!, football, cricket, Flog It!. I lie through my teeth and say that I have to check emails, then disappear into the kitchen. If I can still hear the stultifying crap, I apologise, and close the door. Things were bubbling along, okay, but not perfect, until they pushed me just a tad too far last night. I heard a whiny Northern accent coming from the TV, and assumed that it was Gogglebox, as they like that show, but it materialised that it was "The Royle Family." I cannot stand those 'chav' shows, like "Shameless", and abhor that communist Tomlinson, so that absolutely tore it. I took my life in my hands and just said, "Danielle, I think the sun shines out of your posterior, but there is no way that I'm having that pile of horse dung on my TV, even if I'm not in the room, get it off now please." About two seconds elapsed, then she said, "Come on Tony, let's go to the Earl of Derby pub, dad, get your coat." The next test will be Boxing Day, her brother and sister-in-law are coming over for lunch. he's a horse racing nut and there are a few meetings being televised, still I can suffer that. |
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Dad suddenly dying on Boxing Day of a heart attack? Does that count?
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Nothing comes to mind, but I think that I might possibly be in for a not so happy one this year.
I've been seeing a woman that I met at a funeral in July, (hey, don't knock it, you take your chances where you find them), she's a little younger than me, 19 years younger, but we've been getting along fine. Her mother died last year, and she goes to check on her dad once per week, who lives about 60 miles from her place in Dulwich, good girl. Her dad's a nice guy, only ten months older than me, but very into football, whereas I wouldn't look out of the window if they played the World Cup in my back yard. Anyway, having a big house all to myself, I suggested that she might want to spend Christmas with me, and bring her dad if he wanted to come. I'd spring for a turkey, trimmings, and a whole slew of booze. They were happy to take me up on my offer, but insisted on buying a few cases of wine. They've been here for a week now, as her company is closed for Christmas until January 5th. Now I am not a TV fanatic, I watch the news, current affairs, a couple of U.S. shows, "The Affair", "Major Crimes", then it's H.I.G.N.F.Y. and that's about it. Her and her dad however, will watch anything, Four in a Bed, Homes Under the Hammer, Deal or no Deal, darts, DARTS!! YUCK!!, football, cricket, Flog It!. I lie through my teeth and say that I have to check emails, then disappear into the kitchen. If I can still hear the stultifying crap, I apologise, and close the door. Things were bubbling along, okay, but not perfect, until they pushed me just a tad too far last night. I heard a whiny Northern accent coming from the TV, and assumed that it was Gogglebox, as they like that show, but it materialised that it was "The Royle Family." I cannot stand those 'chav' shows, like "Shameless", and abhor that communist Tomlinson, so that absolutely tore it. I took my life in my hands and just said, "Danielle, I think the sun shines out of your posterior, but there is no way that I'm having that pile of horse dung on my TV, even if I'm not in the room, get it off now please." About two seconds elapsed, then she said, "Come on Tony, let's go to the Earl of Derby pub, dad, get your coat." The next test will be Boxing Day, her brother and sister-in-law are coming over for lunch. he's a horse racing nut and there are a few meetings being televised, still I can suffer that. |
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nearly dieing on Christmas day has to be one of the worst although there have been a few crappy ones in living memory.
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No need for anyone to be alone or lonely at Christmas
There are plenty of organisations, churches and charities, who run Christmas dinners for the homeless and those on their own. They are always looking for volunteers to help out |
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nearly dieing on Christmas day has to be one of the worst although there have been a few crappy ones in living memory.
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The year of my mum''s last Christmas and of course the first one without her were very very sad, as expected.
I always love Christmas, I am like a 5-year-old. I get so excited by the tinsel and lights, choosing presents for everyone I love, the music, Christmas decorations, the food, the atmosphere, Christmas jumpers, everything. But this year I am stuck on a Section 2 in an acute mental health ward. I was sectioned by the police and then further detained a couple of weeks ago when I made a serious attempt to damage my throat and/or die so that I could not eat anymore. I have had an hour out in the last 2 weeks, I have a maximum of an hour out with a member of staff tomorrow if I manage to eat before then, and it's pretty un-festive. There's a Christmas tree on the ward, I've been doing Christmas art work etc, but it's horrible, tense, full of people shouting, I feel awful and I am so terrified of food I can barely think about anything else all day. At a nurse's discretion I may be allowed 6 hours at home on Christmas Day, or alternatively my dad will visit for an hour or two. I haven't wrapped anyone's presents, they're all at home. I haven't seen my Christmas tree since 9th December. I'm not going to visit all my family on Boxing Day as always. Everything I have has to be searched and anything vaguely sharp (including make-up and combs) has to be kept in an office and used under supervision, so even presents would have to be checked. So this year will be pretty horrible. But I shall have a late 'Christmas' when I am discharged instead maybe. Get home, watch a Christmas film, enjoy my lights, have my advent calendar. In January maybe. |
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I read this as nearly 'dieting' on Christmas day. That would have been crappy.
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The year of my mum''s last Christmas and of course the first one without her were very very sad, as expected.
I always love Christmas, I am like a 5-year-old. I get so excited by the tinsel and lights, choosing presents for everyone I love, the music, Christmas decorations, the food, the atmosphere, Christmas jumpers, everything. But this year I am stuck on a Section 2 in an acute mental health ward. I was sectioned by the police and then further detained a couple of weeks ago when I made a serious attempt to damage my throat and/or die so that I could not eat anymore. I have had an hour out in the last 2 weeks, I have a maximum of an hour out with a member of staff tomorrow if I manage to eat before then, and it's pretty un-festive. There's a Christmas tree on the ward, I've been doing Christmas art work etc, but it's horrible, tense, full of people shouting, I feel awful and I am so terrified of food I can barely think about anything else all day. At a nurse's discretion I may be allowed 6 hours at home on Christmas Day, or alternatively my dad will visit for an hour or two. I haven't wrapped anyone's presents, they're all at home. I haven't seen my Christmas tree since 9th December. I'm not going to visit all my family on Boxing Day as always. Everything I have has to be searched and anything vaguely sharp (including make-up and combs) has to be kept in an office and used under supervision, so even presents would have to be checked. So this year will be pretty horrible. But I shall have a late 'Christmas' when I am discharged instead maybe. Get home, watch a Christmas film, enjoy my lights, have my advent calendar. In January maybe.
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True, but if you had it like that every year, (on your own) I doubt you'd like it after a while.
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Just received a Christmas present from a not so close family member - wrapped in newspaper!
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The worst thing that ever happened to me was on Christmas. Oh, God. It was so horrible. It was Christmas Eve. I was 9 years old. Me and Mom were decorating the tree, waiting for Dad to come home from work. A couple hours went by. Dad wasn't home. So Mom called the office. No answer. Christmas Day came and went, and still nothing. So the police began a search. Four or five days went by. Neither one of us could eat or sleep. Everything was falling apart. It was snowing outside. The house was freezing, so I went to try to light up the fire. That's when I noticed the smell. The firemen came and broke through the chimney top. And me and Mom were expecting them to pull out a dead cat or a bird. And instead they pulled out my father. He was dressed in a Santa Claus suit. He'd been climbing down the chimney... his arms loaded with presents. He was gonna surprise us. He slipped and broke his neck. He died instantly. And that's how I found out there was no Santa Claus.
That's a heck of a story! ![]()
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I once had a wonderful Xmas on my own. Had a spectacular fry up for lunch and listened to music of my choice. Total serenity!
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Have you had any particularly crap experiences at Christmas? Crap presents? Crap meals? Crap company? Crap news? Anything that should have been crap that somehow turned into something less crap? Share your crappy Christmas stories.
Have had 2 awful ones, and will keep one short. It was invite to a family gathering at one of member's home, for tea, as rest of family already had their Christmas dinner. Sat in one of 2 chairs available opposite the door of room, and caught the chilly draught each time. People near the open fire stayed where they were. I tried to move my chair, but wasn't allowed to, and told to stay where I was. What came next was an embarrassment. Passing to each family member gifts from the tree, done by the hostess of the house, with everyone ooing and aawing re what they had got. There wasn't one for me, and I felt so embarrassed. The room went silent which made me feel even worse, hub was annoyed that I was left out, and that we should leave, but told him we can't yet. We stayed there for about an hour and it was a relief to leave. |
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Last year the turkey had no giblets
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I have had more than my fair share a few gems
My step gran died a few days before xmas, unrelated I fell ill ended up in hosp late xmas eve having left the pub from not being well! Ended up nil by mouth in hosp for days, they let me out for a few hrs a few days later to go to my step grans funeral which was traumatic enough without having to deal with 20 bloody questions off everyone. Still have no idea what was wrong with me! The year before I think it was I had been ill and had to visit the hosp every day over the xmas period, thankfully they just let me go in for monitoring during the day then let me go home! The year after my mother threw me out of her house xmas morning. i think I was 21 at the time. i was in my pj's with ugg type slippers on! It had snowed and I had to walk miles to get home where I had no food or drink. So no xmas dinner two years running and no presents either. In fact The only presents I have had since then I have bought myself in the sales! All I can say is I have no idea why I am on santa's permanently excluded list |
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The year of my mum''s last Christmas and of course the first one without her were very very sad, as expected.
I always love Christmas, I am like a 5-year-old. I get so excited by the tinsel and lights, choosing presents for everyone I love, the music, Christmas decorations, the food, the atmosphere, Christmas jumpers, everything. But this year I am stuck on a Section 2 in an acute mental health ward. I was sectioned by the police and then further detained a couple of weeks ago when I made a serious attempt to damage my throat and/or die so that I could not eat anymore. I have had an hour out in the last 2 weeks, I have a maximum of an hour out with a member of staff tomorrow if I manage to eat before then, and it's pretty un-festive. There's a Christmas tree on the ward, I've been doing Christmas art work etc, but it's horrible, tense, full of people shouting, I feel awful and I am so terrified of food I can barely think about anything else all day. At a nurse's discretion I may be allowed 6 hours at home on Christmas Day, or alternatively my dad will visit for an hour or two. I haven't wrapped anyone's presents, they're all at home. I haven't seen my Christmas tree since 9th December. I'm not going to visit all my family on Boxing Day as always. Everything I have has to be searched and anything vaguely sharp (including make-up and combs) has to be kept in an office and used under supervision, so even presents would have to be checked. So this year will be pretty horrible. But I shall have a late 'Christmas' when I am discharged instead maybe. Get home, watch a Christmas film, enjoy my lights, have my advent calendar. In January maybe. You want to harm yourself because of a Health problem, and the mind's saying you should, is that it? Why do you give in to the impulse? Glad to know you're having a Christmas though ![]() ![]() ![]()
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Just received a Christmas present from a not so close family member - wrapped in newspaper!
![]() ![]() That was nice of them! He was going to get me a pressie, but I wasn't keen in going out.
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Got another one for you. Jump back to 2010. We were coming to the end of November, I'd had an appalling year and a bit and I was exhausted, both mentally and psychologically dealing with it.
I remember thinking 'It's December, one more month to go and I'm just knackered. Let me have a quiet one'. Like I said, I was psychologically punch drunk and knackered, it was likely to be the last Christmas at a place I didn't really want to leave and I just wanted it to be quiet and peaceful to recharge my batteries for what would be a testing year. Little did I know that everything that had gone before that year was just a rehearsal for what fate had in store for me for that month. 1 - 2010 remember, was the December that had one of the worst Winters since records began with huge levels of snow and ice. Snow and ice that built up on my flat kitchen extension roof and underneath the shingles of the original sloping roof and down into my kitchen ceiling where it melted, bled through and brought down part of the ceiling in the extension part, as well as blowing the electrics for the spotlights in there. 2 - Around the middle of the month I caught a touch of gastroenteritis. Believe me I'm sure I got rid of stuff that dated back to 2007. 3 - Just before Christmas I came down with the worst flu I have ever had. The last thing I remembered was writing the text to my boss telling him I couldn't work Boxing Day - I say writing it, I have no recollection of sending it, or going back to bed. What followed then was, well I can't really describe it, as I wasn't sure what was me being occasionally relatively compus mentis, awake and feverous or dreaming and feverous. It was all just a jumble. I finally awoke on what I thought was the 27th but actually turned out to be the 28th. Fever free but still feeling rough as hell. 4 - Because I'd been ill with the stomach bug at the time of putting the tree up, I hadn't devoted as much time and attention to decorating my tree, as a result, I only had 2 sets of lights on. On the 29th December the top set broke and as B&Q had made the move to stocking LED only that year I hadn't been able to procure any spare bulbs when I'd gone there before Christmas. 5 - On the 30th December, the bottom set broke - same sort of set as the top. I took the tree down and packed everything away, writing off that Christmas. I went to bed thinking 'last day of the year tomorrow, at least nothing more can happen.' 6 - 31st December woke up, got out of bed and stood up. Immediately the room spun sickenly round and I fell flat on my face. Tried to get up, made it as far as my knees when the same thing happened again. I spent New Years Eve flat on my back either on the floor or in bed. I remember listening to the fireworks utterly miserable and bored. It turned out I'd contracted a particularly viscious case of Labrynthitis - something that ultimately cost me my job in the New Year. So from wanting, no needing a peaceful relaxing Christmas to recharge, I ended up having one of the most stressful ones I've ever had. I ended up in a worse state than I was at the beginning of December. And little did I know that 2011 would be even worse. So bad it made my nightmare 2010 a walk in the park almost. ![]() ps- thought I'd also mention, this year, I thought I'd just use one set of ultrabright warm white LED's instead of the 5-6 sets I usually use of regular lights. So I bought a set at £15.00 put them up and I was very happy with them, although I barely used them in the lead-up. They'd only been used twice before the main days, for around 2 1/2 hours in total. I put them on for the third time at 11:45pm Christmas Eve, 5 past midnight Christmas Day they broke! Although not in the same vein as the two other instances I'd posted it was still crappy. |
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That's a heck of a story!
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but ...we're all feeling a bit flat but trying to get on with things for the kids' sakes but a family member has been diagnosed with cancer. All very sudden and prognosis is not good. She had just buried her 4th child (why do some people seem to face tragedy after tragedy - losing 4 children? it's unbelievable) and her brother and then this. As always she's staying strong, says she's ready to go to be with her children. In light of it all Christmas has gone from being something our family gets ridiculously excited about to something we feel have to do. 


