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Christmas Day

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Yesterday was the first Christmas Day that I’ve spent entirely on my own. I’ve done New Year’s Eve alone before, and I’ve done my birthday alone, too; but the different thing about those – I now realise – is that life is going on outside on your birthday and on New Year’s Eve.

Here, in my mum’s house, at the end of a cul-de-sac, there are very little signs of life.

A car will pull up now and then, people will take bags of presents to or from their cars; but there’s very little of the normal background hum of life.

And it was a bit lonelier than I’d imagined it would be. Not that I felt sorry for myself, or for that matter, want any sympathy. It was entirely my choice to spend Christmas alone. My mum and her husband had already booked their holiday when I decided to spend Christmas in Lincoln, and my mum did feel guilty about leaving me alone here when they left a couple of days ago, bless her.

Where the reality of Christmas almost always fails to live up to my romantic view of it, being alone only drives your in the wrong direction from Christmas joy.

So I found myself mindless flicking through the channels on TV. I watched a DVD (Zidane: A 21st Century Portrait). I stood on the back doorstep, smoking and drinking instant coffee. I had a long bath. Put my Marks and Spencer oven-ready dinner in the oven and watched the Top of the Pops Christmas Special.

Then, even though I’m no fan of the monarchy, I sat down with my not-particularly-festival chicken in garlic sauce with roast potatoes and some vegetables (M&S; had sold out of turkey stuff), and watched the Queen’s Christmas Message.

When there’s no one else around, the Queen talking at you is a fairly comforting thing. Still, that was the first of my thirty-eight Christmases that I’ve spent it alone, and it was quite a timely one, I suppose. Over the last couple of years I’ve retreated into a fairly hermitic existence, so this has been a good reminder that this is not what I want out of life.

Still, Finding Nemo was on telly, and that was ace.

Written by Craig

December 26th, 2007 at 12:13 pm

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  1. Your Brooklyn homies were with you in spirit. Here’s to a hot Brazilian wife (in 2008) and some soccer superstar children (in 2009 and 2011).

    Kisses,
    Derick

    Anonymous

    26 Dec 07 at 7:19 pm

  2. If it’s any consolation, I spent half the day (well from 3 o’clock onwards, having got up at 11), curled up first on the sofa and then in bed feeling sorry for myself with a terrible bout of flu

    Mark

    26 Dec 07 at 10:21 pm

  3. I spent christmas day in one room watching Columbo reruns and my son spent the day in another room in our house playing the xbox game Hitman. Christmas should be about what makes you feel good,right?

    lisa

    27 Dec 07 at 7:42 am

  4. Bad case of migraine did not make my Christmas any merrier. I’d rather been alone.

    Merete

    27 Dec 07 at 11:07 am

  5. Roll on NYE and SFA.
    Great post and pictures. Flu has made our Christmas pretty dull too.

    Ian Mac

    27 Dec 07 at 8:35 pm

  6. I love this post. The way all the small details are worth their own picture and the Englishness of it all.

    Impa

    28 Dec 07 at 8:20 am

  7. I got flu too! Well, a cold. I watched two Bond films. Both terrible. Poor Roger Moore, he got saddled with some dodgy scripts.

    pauldwaite

    28 Dec 07 at 9:31 am

  8. big up nemo

    i did my ironing, ate christmas dinner in my anorak

    and hid

    Anonymous

    4 Jan 08 at 3:27 pm

  9. Those photos are *so* British – it could be a Martin Parr story. Happy New year. Hope you have a wonderful time in Latin America!

    Anonymous

    5 Jan 08 at 8:26 pm

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