Last night after a couple of glasses of white wine and two generous tumblers of Baileys conversation led to Christmas and I am in a festive frenzy as a result. I even managed - in a drink fuelled stupor - to dig out a December edition of Good Housekeeping (complete with Nigella on the front - a bit silly when the woman is obviously Jewish). It enthused about forward thinking when planning a yuletide meal - I think the ladies at GH will be proud of me. I am going to buy a turkey today!
Just been looking at the local paper and two young girls who have obviously been born on the wrong side of the tracks, if you get my drift, called Chelsi and Coral-Lee are pictured. Were their parents (probably parent.....I think we are talking singular here) taking the piss? What is it with the ridiculous names families give their children for crying out loud? I can't see Coral Lee making it out of the mire of income support. As for Chelsi, well, surely inspiration must have come from some mucky film star.
Really, I can just hear some obese, chain smoking mother dressed in a vest and leggings screaming out "Coral-Lee!!!!!" at the top of her lard coated voice. I bet she thinks, as she fences another stolen DVD player, that her daughters name is special.
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