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Tomo wrote:It's a cheesy novelty hit, but Christmas Rapping by The Waitresses always takes me back to a very special Christmas indeed.

Apart from the Pogues, that is my favourite Christmas pop choon! Originally on one of my favourite recording labels too - Ze Records, straight outta New Yoik City. Intensely dislike the Spice Girls version. How very dare they.

My main christmas memory is my brother running in on christmas morning, jumping on my bed to wake me up and throwing a stocking full of pressies at me at about five in the morning.

He does this every year, giggling like a little girl and never gets tired of christmas.

He is my older brother, and he is twenty eight. He still does this every year.

Also, whenever I get anything remotely technological for christmas, my dad absolutely MUST play with it first, under the pretense of "setting it up" for me. Even when I got my new guitar last year, he had to play with it, yet he has no idea how to actually play it.
We had to bribe him away from it with cups of tea and a bacon sarnie

walking around the corner to my parents house christmas day morning, wearing a nice shirt, fancy waistcoat, and santa hat.
Being bibbed by passing drivers, in a friendly way, and having them shout out Happy Christmas, and meaning it.

Arriving, to be greeted by the smell of warm croissant's and butter, and mum in the kitchen in her dressing gown and slippers.

" Dads just having a quick bath " she said.

going into their lounge, seeing their tree, under which ten tons of christmas presents lay.. most of them, for other people.

the phone rings.. excited kids shouting " He's been, He's been!"

Feeling a small tear building up, as the memories of how exciting it was when you were their age.

" He's been here too" says mum. "And i think he has left some things here instead of your house."... Brother comes on the phone.. Happy Christmas!!

"Well",says mum" Im going to get some warpaint on, check the turkey, and then open some presents"

Telly goes on in the corner of the room, sound down..

Radio two goes on in the kitchen, playing christmasy tunes.

The sound on the television goes up, when Noel Edmunds Christmas presents comes on.( the bbc version )

we all get a bit weepy at the emotional bits.

Christmas Eve was (and still is) my favourite part of Christmas. It was all in the anticipation!

On Christmas Eve me and my brothers were always really good and would go off to bed early, or that's what we told mum and dad. Really we'd be upstairs turning the house into a death trap with bells, trip wires and things balanced on top of doors so that we could catch Father Christmas. We never did though, he always managed to get in, fill up our stockings with pressents.

Christmas Day we'd be jumping on mum and dad from about 5am to open pressents, eventually they'd give in. We'd have breakfast and then watch the Snowman while dad went to pick up both sets of grand parents. Then it'd be a huge turkey dinner, the afternoon would be silly games and then my nan would make a yummy tea and then an evening of sing songs.

themagicwand wrote:Christmas Eve was (and still is) my favourite part of Christmas. It was all in the anticipation!

ditto

what a great thread, i haven't since joining been very forth coming with forum comments as I have been busy reading and catching up on all that I have missed.....but CHRISTMAS....my fav time of year, I have already put the decs up and watched about 8 different xmas films...they have been showing them on Halmark evrey week end.... I have to agree Muppets Christmas Carol is by far the best version and every year we watch it at least five times, that along with Bil Murrays Scrooged.
Hope all have a great one
Ian

oh well as we're all talking about it, time to dust off Xmas Tinkerbell

Lady of Mystery wrote:oh well as we're all talking about it, time to dust off Xmas Tinkerbell

there she is, Little tink.All dressed up in her Primark saucy nightie

Primark indeed! I'll have you know, she's got more class than that!

Lady of Mystery wrote:Primark indeed! I'll have you know, she's got more class than that!

Matalan?

Newish Xmas tradition in the family for the last few years is Mum's Customary Wakeup Call. Namely one year I gave my Mum a Sonic Grenade on Xmas eve. We both woke at 7am Xmas day, stood on the landing, whispered "Fire in the hole!", pulled the pin and left it at the top of the stairs whilst we went to get some tea. 20 seconds later, a personal alarm style sound emits from the rubbery explosive pineapple and very sleepy yet confused and angry people descend for breakfast and to shout at us for being so childish...

Oh how Mum laughed...

I had an updated Christmas tradition to watch the annual release of the Harry Potter movie.

Then they decided one year to skip it to make more money.

Tradition died

Lady of Mystery wrote:On Christmas Eve me and my brothers were always really good and would go off to bed early, or that's what we told mum and dad. Really we'd be upstairs turning the house into a death trap with bells, trip wires and things balanced on top of doors so that we could catch Father Christmas. We never did though, he always managed to get in, fill up our stockings with pressents.

I used to do that!!! I never did catch Santa however I caught my parents several times as they kept setting off my traps. Very inconsiderate of them. Santa always used to come after I had forgotten to reset them!

For me Christmas is all about the Coca Cola Advert.

Until I see the lorry making the countryside light up it's not Christmas for me.

Holidays are coming
Holidays are coming
Holidays are coming
Holidays are coming
Holidays are coming
Holidays are coming

Tis' the season
Watch out
Look around
Something's coming
Coming to town (Coming to your town)

Dooh dooh dooh...
Always Coca Cola (Coming to your town)

Something magic
In the night
Can't you see it
Shining bright (Shining bright)

Badada...
Always Coca Cola

Tis' the season it's always the real thing


Sorry got a bit over excited there!

Bill Murray in Scrooged is also excellent as is the Nightmare Before Christmas although for some reason people always associate it with Halloween?

well we had no chance from the start, it turned out that we had a mole in our gang. My oldest brother was disarming our traps and leaking our plans to Father Christmas.

Lady of Mystery wrote:well we had no chance from the start, it turned out that we had a mole in our gang. My oldest brother was disarming our traps and leaking our plans to Father Christmas.

I worked alone.

Trust no one...