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We cracked into the boxes shipped over an ocean to our doorstep. We did this on the flimsy pretext that we won't actually be at home on Christmas day.
What AWESOME toys for
Speaking of festive surprises, today I rediscovered one of my favourite Christmas carols in a Tesco ad (see video below), featuring cheerful mostly sober people. A slightly odd choice given the style of the song, which I would describe as "drunken obscenity volley".
If you live in Britain and have ever been to a pub, you know this song.
The plot involves that scraggly pair of substance-enthusiasts outside your local Tesco, engaged in a blazing holiday row.
Again, if you live in Britain and have ever left your home even for five minutes, you know this couple.
Typically, they have one remaining tooth between them, and are shouting about something both childish and obscene in voices that can only come from living rough and smoking whiskey.
My other half actually makes a point of saying hello to these star-crossed lovers, always with a smile and eye contact. He does this simply because he's noticed that no one else talks to them.
One Christmas he convinced a rowing Tesco couple to smile and stop punching each other while he took their portrait. Then he gave it to them as a present.
They were genuinely happy for at least five minutes. The woman said she would post it to her daughter, who had gone into care. It was like a Hallmark moment, if Hallmark had a Dickensian urban misery gift card range.
Amazing what a smile can do, with or without teeth.
However I remain terrified of hearing the "Sickbed of Cuchulainn" in the frozen peas aisle.