Driving back this evening I had a major Christmas moment.
Radio 1’s Scott Mills played All I Want For Christmas Is You by Mariah Carey.
And suddenly all I wanted was to get home, shut the curtains, get the tub of ice-cream out of the freezer, curl up on the sofa with The Lovely S and watch the ultimate Christmas film…
Love Actually.
B.
p.s. I’ve just discovered that the tub of Cookie Dough ice-cream has somehow vanished! How can this be?
It happens that ice cream melts out from the freezer for some reason.
This is one of the last unsolved mysteries that advanced science can’t explain and won’t.
We’re going to be deprived of our Christmas Love, Actually-viewing because mother out law doesn’t have a DVD player :o(
I start getting lumpy round about the time the guy turns up with all the placards on his mate’s wife’s doorstep (because that’s how I felt about Mike all those years!) and by the time Colin Firth is proposing in Portuguese I’m usually a sobbing heap on the sofa.
Ahhhh, Christmas :o)
FW: The reason for this disappearance is entirely due to a wifely influence!
Caroline: We were going to borrow the film from the outlaws but forgot to ask. Damn! And whenever I watch it I think the Portuguese storyline is the weakest of the lot. Right up until the moment that he proposes to her in the restaurant. That’s when I revise my opinion upwards. The acting helps. 🙂