Hello!
Just thought I’d send a quick message before I leave Strasbourg to say “Merry Christmas” to all! I don’t know what the Internet arrangements are going to be like over Christmas, so I thought I’d send this a few days early.
Today I head off to Metz for one night, before heading into Holland (Maastricht) for Christmas with Paul’s family. I’ll see what I can do about filling in all the details of what’s been happening sometime soon!
For now, I’ll just leave you with this poem (thanks to Jess for sending me this originally).
‘Twas the night before Christmas and Santa’s a wreck…. How to live in a world that’s politically correct? His workers no longer would answer to “Elves”, “Vertically Challenged” they were calling themselves.
And labour conditions at the North Pole Were alleged by the union to stifle the soul Four reindeers had vanished, without much propriety, Released to the wilds by the Humane Society.
The runners had been removed from the sleigh The ruts were termed dangerous by the E.P.A. And people had started to call the cops When they heard sled noises on their rooftops.
Second hand smoke from his pipe had the workers frightened His fur trimmed red suit was called “Unenlightened”. And as for the gifts, why he’d never had a notion That making a choice could cause such commotion
Nothing of leather, nothing of fur, Which meant nothing for him and nothing for her. Nothing that might be construed to pollute Nothing to aim, nothing to shoot.
Nothing that clamoured or made lots of noise Nothing for just girls, or just for the boys. Nothing that claimed to be gender-specific Nothing that’s warlike or non-pacific.
No candy or sweets…they were bad for the tooth Nothing that seemed to embellish the truth. No baseball, no football…someone could get hurt. Besides, playing sports exposed kids to dirt.
So Santa just stood there, dishevelled, perplexed, He just could not figure out what to do next. He tried to be merry, he tried to be gay, But you’ve got to be careful with that word today.
His sack was quite empty, limp to the ground, Nothing fully acceptable was to be found. Something special was needed, a gift that he might Give to all without angering the left or the right.
So here is that gift, it’s price beyond worth…………. “May you and your loved ones enjoy Peace on Earth”.
Update: Photos from Strasburg
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