So yesterday in much the same fashion as we have done for the last decade we headed off ‘en famille’ to our preferred Brighton pub for a short sharp Christmas pint or three, met the same friends, blearily trundled the same route home, drank more, avoided the usual marital arguments about the niceties of how to cook roast potatoes , yorkshire pud and onion gravy. ate it all, fell asleep. Two hours later in an inspired moment of satirical /ironical festive TV scheduling woke up to find myself watching Bill Murray at the beginning of ‘Groundhog Day’… which from now on is what I shall label Christmas.
I did manage though to get out in the morning though and snap some of the hardy souls who leap in the sea on Christmas day, also had an amusing encounter with two Jewish gentlemen shinning up there 10 foot high Hanukkah candle.
… and now 2016 claims George Michael.. and there’s still 5 days to go !
The photo is from Portsmouth a few years back.