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Dec 09, 2013 09:13AM

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What I don't like is all the arsing around before and after at the airport.
I'll have to buy my own private plane. I used to be good at flight sims, unless I forgot where up was.

You're not filling us with confidence here David

Twelve Christmas Dinners
On Christmas Day we ate roast turkey with all the trimmings.
On Boxing Day, cold turkey and salad
On the third day of Christmas we had turkey sandwiches.
Day four brought a hearty turkey stew.
Fifth day? Turkey and ham pie. Yum
Day six was turkey fricassee. Not bad.
Seventh day, turkey burgers.
Eighth was turkey risotto.
Day nine, turkey au gratin. Not as exciting as it sounds.
On the tenth day, turkey curry was inevitable!
Day eleven, we managed turkey rissoles.
As I made soup from the carcass on day twelve, I vowed it would be beef next year!

I always take a tiny slice of turky, have one bite and then leave it on my plate. I stuff my face with ham instead



You're not filling us with confidence here David"
I can always blame gravity.

Another good one.
We are not keen on turkey, so I usually do beef every year.
Keeps me happy.

And blankets.

I saved opening the door until bedtime!
The anticipation adds to the joy.

The Snowman by Jonathan Hill
The figure, named Simon, was standing in the centre of the garden facing the house. A grin was etched into his pale face. Everything around was coated in a beautiful crisp white. It was dazzling to behold. Simon was completely naked but for a bowler hat and a long tweed scarf. His dark eyes were set wide apart above a carrot-like nose. In his mouth was a pipe aslant.
Inside the house, Robbie watched, his chin resting on his hands. He turned his head and shouted, "Mum? Mu-um! Granddad's in the back garden again and he's not wearing any clothes.”
In addition to today’s drabble, Jonathan is pleased to offer everyone a free copy of his new Christmas short story, ‘Maureen Gets Crafty’. To download your complimentary copy, please click the link to be taken to your Amazon store. http://authl.it/B00H7Z12U8?d

Going to save it to read on Christmas day.
Perhaps Maureen would knit grandpa a willy warmer!

Going to save it to read on Christmas day.
Perhaps Maureen would knit grandpa a willy warmer!"
Pleasure, Sarah. Hope you enjoy the read! You think Maureen can actually knit?! ;)

Thanks, David. Hope you enjoy it. :)

December 12th - if you missed the treat behind door 11, fear not, for 'Maureen Gets Crafty: A Christmas Short Story' is still free for the next few days
http://authl.it/B00H7Z12U8?d
Today's drabble is a poem by Kath!
The Night Before Christmas by Kath Middleton
'Twas the night before Christmas and throughout the house,
No hardware's plugged in there, not even a mouse.
The kindle's charged up now, the tablet as well,
When onto the scene comes a tinkling bell.
The Fairy of Christmas looks down from the tree
With wishes and drabbles for you and for me.
One hundred wishes she has to bestow.
"You're one of the lucky ones," she lets me know.
"I wish for unlimited eBooks to read
For all indie authors' good books to succeed
Contracts with publishers, profits aglow!"
And that’s when I woke up - but you never know!

A Christmas Miracle
It was Christmas morn when Toby's dad approached his son to break the news about Santa. Toby's mum had died after a lengthy illness and it was now just them both rattling about the place. Scraping by. He was about to let his son down when Toby ran to him and shouted, “Look, Daddy, Santa's been!" Toby's dad looked, and sure enough there was a stocking bulging with presents. He couldn't understand it. He peered inside and, as he did, caught the scent of his wife's favourite perfume. Santa hadn't been, but his wife had. "Merry Christmas, Angela," he whispered.

Twelve Days by Kath Middleton
What a lot of stupid presents my true love sent to me!
Day thirteen arrived and thank heaven the Lords a Leaping and the Ladies Dancing whirled away to the skirl of the Pipers and the rapping of the Drummers. I took off my ear protectors.
The Maids a Milking made goose egg omelettes and the French hens squawked away to dig up the garden. The swans swanned off. The pear tree blew down and the partridge flew away with those bloody noisy calling birds. I took the rings to 'Cash for Gold' and bought a big box of chocolates.
In addition to today’s drabble, there is a Kindle copy of 100 One Hundred Word Tales up for grabs! The winner will be emailed an Amazon UK/US gift certificate for the value of the book. To be in with a chance of winning, simply email your name and the word ‘SNOWMAN’ to drabbleduo@yahoo.co.uk by 10pm tonight. A winner will be chosen at random and announced tomorrow. Email addresses will be deleted after the winner has been contacted. Good luck!
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