It's traditional...

Bah Humbug.

Have another sherry

Hark! What's that? Oh fuck - the carol singers are here...

Fascinating Aïda's Christmas Carol

...from the East come some "wise men" with a paean to 2020:

Little Big's Seasonal Message

...and finally, the sweetest carol of all...

Eric Idle's Season's Greetings

Bah Humbug, one and all!

Totty of the Season

Under the mistletoe...

Brad Pitt (born 18th December 1963)

Jake Gyllenhaal (who was 40 years old on 19th December)

Tyson Beckford (50 years old on 19th December)

Harry Judd (born 23 December 1985)

Ricky Martin (also 50 years old, born 24th December 1971)

Jude Law (born 29th December 1972)

Well, that's MY Xmas presents sorted!

Now let's see what the houseboys are getting...

Action Discrète - Merry Kiss My Ass

I never tire of that video...

I'll give it to someone special

Sigh. Back to the world of dreams - the alarm's gone off, and it's back to the grind again. At least it is the wind-down to the Festering Season, and I have an extended time away from pedestrian council business to look forward to, even if the news continues to make grim reading and there's not a helluva lot of seasonal cheer about at the moment...

Let's make an effort to change all that. Even though it is my least favourite of all festivities, I guess I do need to make some sort of effort towards a "countdown" [Todrick Hall having already kicked things off] - and there is no-one better to bring a bit of sparkle into the situation than Mademoiselle Dalida! First up, her somewhat unexpected cover of a Wham Xmas classic:

Dalida - Reviens Moi (Last Christmas)

Not content to leave it at that on a Tacky Music Monday, however - bring on the safety gays!!

Dalida - Comme disait Mistinguett

Much better.

Have a great week, dear reader! The days get longer from now on...

Ho-ho-ho for me, ho for me, ho

Bah Humbug. We in London are now in a new "Tier 4", which basically means that anyone who left it till the last minute to buy presents from Primark or similar won't now be able to, as they'll be closed, along with hairdressers and other "non-essential" shops. No-one's now allowed to go and visit anyone anyway to exchange gifts, so it won't make a lot of difference. However, prompted by the efforts of Dinahmow and IDV, I have a managed to gather few prezzies together for all my regular Blogger chums...

For Mr Device - well it was obvious, really:

For Ms Scarlet, who has always fancied herself as Clara Bow, this:

For Dinah-Down-Under...

For the perpetually sexually frustrated Mistress Maddie, a PPE-wrapped and certified COVID-safe hunk of totty:

For Anne-Marie (hopefully they're big enough)...

For Norma and all her pooches:

And speaking of pets, a joint present for Mr Peenee and Saki...

Mitzi might get her maid-of-all-works Carmen to make this:

For the ever-vigilant grammarian Cool Cookie:

For Savvy:

And last but not least, for The Very Mistress MJ - her favourite kind of baubles...

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For anybody else I have missed, there's a choice of this...

...or this:

And finally - here's SANTA!

Todrick Hall - Bells, Bows, Gifts, Trees

Now, back to being a Grinch.

No garden sheds covered in LEDs

A town that usually hosts a Christmas market is enjoying being free of that shit for a year.

Residents of Whitby are in universal agreement that the absence of tacky stalls and throngs of shoppers pissed on mulled wine is actually preferable to having them.

Resident Martin Bishop said: “The bleak weather makes town look even more empty and desolate than usual. It’s a miserable sight that warms my heart.

“Usually at this time of year I have to barge my way through swarms of twats by windmilling my fists, but now I stroll down the street swinging my arms around without a care in the world.

“Except for coronavirus and the impending economic collapse, obviously.”

Local shopkeeper Donna Sherridan said: “You’d think the reduced footfall would be bad news for me. But now idiots can buy overpriced shit they don’t need from my shop instead of from a garden shed covered in LEDs.

“Incidentally, can I interest you in a wooden tie? It’s only £68 for two.”

The Daily Mash

Of course.

Bah Humbug.