George Aged 4 – Countdown to Christmas Blog – 3 sleeps to Christmas.
Hi, George here. I think I’m still managing to drive home for Christmas. How about you. At least Boris Johnson did not take any more of Christmas away from us yesterday. He had more things to worry about like huge queues of juggernauts at the Port of Dover. All are waiting for the ferries to take them to France.
France like many other countries have banned travel from England because they are scared of the new strain of Covid-19 we have in England.
You know what that means. It means there are many French lorry drivers in that queue of lorries awaiting to board the ferries, who are driving home for Christmas and are not going to make it.
Just to let you know Sister Freya was released from house arrest yesterday and we were able to get out and about to the shops. We also distribute Cousin Finley and Cousin Erin’s presents and we’ve even bought Uncle Steve and Auntie Jayne something this Christmas. The reason we took the presents and not Santa is in case Santa gets stopped from delivering presents when Tier 5 is announced.
Anyway, excuse me whilst I change the subject. Around this time of year Mamma likes to organise taking all the family to the pantomime. Oh no, she doesn’t! – Oh yes, she does! But because of Covid-19 we can’t go this year. Oh yes, you can! On no we certainly can’t! And I will miss it. I love the pantomime.
We were going to go and see Beauty and the Beast at Nottingham Playhouse. I would have loved that.
I just feel you need a bit of the glamorous, slapstick, corny humour from the old panto dame. I know Grandad fulfils a lot of that criteria but somehow Christmas is not Christmas without a pantomime.
In previous years I have also visited the pantomime with Nursery. I have not even had that this year. But to be fair Mr Christopher at School obviously realised this and he gave us a pantomime on the TV.
It was ok, the best I’ll get to see this Christmas, anyway.
If you do not know anything about Aladdin the pantomime click here: ALADDIN THE PANTOMIME I have told you everything you need to know about Aladdin the Pantomime. It is a Disney film too.
Mr Christopher asked what I thought was the best bit of it at the end. Not just me, but all of us in my bubble, independently. We can’t answer together as we have to socially distance, 2 metres apart.
What he did not realise was the enormous experience I have with pantomimes. I’ve probably seen more pantomimes than he has had hot dinners. I have been going to the pantomime since I was knee high to a grasshopper.
I cried at my first pantomime and quite legitimately, too. At the time I was in my feed-poo-sleep-repeat phase of life. The same as Grandad is in now.
And I screamed because there was so much noise from the pantomime when I was trying to sleep and then again, and even worse when I was trying to poo. You need a quiet atmosphere to concentrate when doing projectile poos, not 2,000 kids screaming “Behind you!”
So, having established that I have extensive pantomime experience I felt justified in dismissing the crap humour and the despicable over acting and I focused in on the party Aladdin and his mates had. That was pure pantomime.
I thought that was it pantomimewise for Christmas 2020. But then Grandad suggested that me Sister Freya and Cousin Rory and Cousin Ewan should put a pantomime on on Christmas Day for the family.
He suggests we do Cinderella, with Sister Freya as Cinderella, Rory as Prince Charming and me and Cousin Ewan as the Ugly Sisters. He said we can even do a Driving Home For Christmas scene.
I can see right through him. He is setting this up as a new family tradition so that in future we do not go to Nottingham Playhouse pantomime, but we stage our own pantomime, saving Mamma & Grandad £150 in hard cash every Christmas.
Scrooge is by far the most generous kindest giving man in the world when compared to Grandad!
Ah well! At least he can’t fool me Bah! Humbug!
Keep on driving on home for Christmas. See you tomorrow!