Wednesday, 14 December 2016

Day 14 (A.K.A. Christmas shopping)

I've got all my christmas shopping done!

That is all!

I intend to head round to a house where my entire extended family is, drop off the presents then leave...

Of course noone hates Uncle Nic... I am a legend


Now just to get my girlfriend to wrap it all... I'm not sexist, i'm just an invalid.

I wish you all smug Christmas wishes.

Happy 14th!

Xx

Tuesday, 13 December 2016

December 13th (A.K.A. Santa's lap

What age were you the last time you sat on Santa’s lap?

"Can I sit on your lap"
"No!"
"Why not?"
"because I will be arrested!"
A thought came into my head the other day, whilst watching the Santa Clause with Tim Allen (I imagine some Hollywood producer realised that Claus and clause sounded the same and basically made the film around the title!) Anyway, I don’t know the last time I went to see Father Christmas, I don’t remember when I learned the horrible truth about him either!

If I went to Westfield this evening and got a ticket to see Old St. Nick firstly, would they let me go in, sit on his lap and tell him what I want for Christmas? Secondly, would I want to? Probably not.

In all honesty why is it a thing? Every year millions of parents let their children go and see an old man with a fake beard, sit on his lap and tell him what they want for Christmas.


Of course they are… It is Christmas! It helps maintain the magic that Father Christmas is real, which let’s be honest, helps keep kid’s ‘nice’ all year round due to fear of being on the naughty list!

But why on the lap???
They could just meet Santa, shake his hand and tell him. ?They could just stick to writing a letter.

Of course if you start to question that you start to question most Christmas traditions;

Imagine the first time someone ever tried the old mistletoe trick…



Man: We need to kiss!
Woman: No we don’t
Man: Actually we do points up
Woman: Looks up Why because of the plant on the ceiling.
Man: um… yup
Woman: Oh ok!
Couple kiss… she feels nothing except a bit cross at herself for going along with it. By the next year the tradition has taken off and she entirely blames herself.
Meanwhile the man ends up in prison five years later after flashing a woman under a fig tree and claiming it is ‘a thing’… it does not catch on.

What about the guy who, after a particularly bad year, decided to hang his sock up on the fireplace and told his family it should be filled with gifts because CHRISTMAS.

Happy December 13th – If you haven’t already bought someone a chocolate orange, eaten it and then had to buy another one… you’re not doing Christmas right.

Monday, 12 December 2016

December 12th (A.K.A. STOP WITH THE GIFTS!)

What?

No December 10th? no December 11th?!

In my defence I have broken my elbow and I did write an awesome parody of 'Twas the night before Christmas' detailing said break on the 9th.

I'd like to say that my creative processes were all worn out after that and it has taken me three days to recover but if I am being honest it is just very difficult (and slow!) to type with one hand!

So December 12th... On the 12th day of Christmas the so-called true love of the writer of the song 'The 12 days of Christmas' gave to them -

Twelve Drummer's Drumming.




Are you allowed to give people to someone as a gift? NO!
I suppose they could be employed to do the task, but how long do they have to do it? forever? surely not.

I suppose one could assume that they have simply been hired for the day but even they would need significant breaks. They cannot drum for 24 hours straight.

Perhaps they are going for some sort of record!

But the record for longest time drumming as part of a team is 3 days, 8 hours and 2 minutes so they might as well not bother with a measly 24 hours.

At least the 12 drummers might go someway to drown out the multitude of pipers piping. Over 2 days the gift-receiver has been gifted 22 pipers piping! Good heavens

The twelfth day marks the 3rd day that 10 Lords-a-leaping have been be added to this insane person's gift list. How did he persuade 30 lords to come and leap for his true love? what sort of blackmail does he have?

What are they leaping over?

Why would anyone want to see this?

IMPORTANT FACT;

Buying people the gift of jumping members of the peerage is not a thing!
Yes... 'a-leaping!'




Also given are 9 ladies dancing. This fresh set of 9 female dancers join the 9 ladies dancing given on the 9th day, the 9 given on the 10th and the set of 9 gifted on the 11th. We cannot be sure if these ladies joined the previous sets each time or replaced them when they inevitably died of exhaustion.
In total there were 36 ladies dancing though... Do you imagine them doing the Macarena?

either way I imagine them in some sort of chain gang. Arrested and forced to dance forever for some maniac's idea of reasonable gift giving.

Would you rather spend your day dancing non-stop or milking?

8 maids a milking have been given every day for 5 days now. So there are 40 of them. The fact that they are currently milking suggests that some cows are present! The amount of cows is hard to determine.

Assuming each milker needs at least one udder then that would suggest on each day you'd only need 2 cows! But then each day they'd be 4 udders left over so if they planned ahead of time on the third day they wouldn't need a cow at all!

By day 12 the minimum number cows you'd need (assuming each cow has 6 udders and assuming that you can milk six udders at once (my cow milking knowledge is non-existent!)) is 7, you'd have 2 spare udders at this point so perhaps some of the lords or ladies who fancy a break from leaping or dancing could take an udder and have a cheeky milk! (Favourite phrase of the blog so far!)

Of course most milkers worth their salt would probably own their own cow anyway. So they might all rock up with one, basically along with the 40 maids a milking are somewhere in the region of 7 to 40 cows!

Since the 7th day, the gift of 7 swans a swimming has been given. Hopefully the gift receiver has a large lake available because on the 6th day of this gift it would be hard to house all 42 Swans in a bath.

I doubt there are 39 more Swans under there!


That brings us back to the Geese mentioned on Day 6.

All in all by this point the receiver has received;

140 Humans, 34 of which are musicians and a large proportion of whom are members of the peerage.
184 birds, 12 of which are in trees
between 7 and 40 cows
and
40 Gold Rings


All in all, this supposed 'true love' is a psychopath with: no concern for human, avian or bovine welfare; no idea about employment law; a good relationship with a local goldsmith; and a terrible understanding of when a present has gone 'a little over the top.

Happy December 12th

Friday, 9 December 2016

December 9th (A.K.A. Twas the night before Day 9)

Twas the night before Day 9, when all through Hyde park
Many people were stirring, although it was dark
The commuters were all heading homeward with haste,
In hopes that none of their own time they would waste.

The music was playing and fun was at hand,
If you ventured south east, to Winter Wonderland
But I, heading westward, somewhat business like
Had hopped on the saddle of a Boris Bike


Hasta la vista, European Union!

And off I did cycle, as fast as I could,
Perhaps a bit faster than maybe I should.
On through Hyde Park I flew like a flash,
Never suspecting I may have a crash.

The moon on the breast (LOL) of the rain sodden ground
Gave the light of mid-day to the leaves all around
When, what to my wondering back wheel should occur,
But a loss of all friction and the rest was a blur.

I jumped up from the ground, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment I’d been a right dick!
My Glasses I’d lost in my unfortunate tumble,
But found them quite fast so I guess I can’t grumble. 


And I would have gotten away with it too, were it not for those meddling fallen leaves and light rainfall


For the rest of my journey, I ventured on foot
Though in all honesty I felt O.K, but
An ache in my elbow began to grow larger
Though it would be a few hours before I thought on that harder.

I met with the Girlfriend, then went off to Sainsbury’s 
Bought Mexican food, Olives and some Cheese.
Perhaps the first clue that I’d caused myself folly
Was when I had to give up on pushing the trolley

When we arrived home, we barely did err,
Started cooking right then, for starving we were
The second clue came, when I tried to chop chicken
I could not chop at all without the pain kickin’ in (my favourite rhyme of this poem)

(Now some out there among you may think this a ruse,
Perhaps you would do it, were you in my shoes
You think it’s a lie, the excuse getting thinner
Did I just do all this to avoid cooking dinner?)


So dinner I ate, sorry for myself
Though somewhat cheered up by Will Ferrell’s Elf
‘til my arm full of pain I couldn’t unbend
I said “so off to A and E in the end!”




Two bus journey’s later we arrived pretty late,
Told the nurses the problem who said ‘sit and wait’
We sat and we waited as nurses then came
And asked for the next patients, each by their name;

"Now, Gary! now, Larry! now, Sue with the flu!
On, Terry! on Gerry, who’s foot has gone blue!
Then after 3 hours we shouted hooray!
As a nurses voice boomed to shout out “Nic Munday!

So the nurse I did see, then was sent on my way 
To see a radiologist, to get an x-ray
The results then came back and the answer was spoken
“I’m afraid Mr Munday your Elbow is broken”


I'm no superman!

So the lesson we’ve all learned from my recent past
Is when cycling home, there’s no rush, don’t go fast.
And now I must finish, but one final thing,
“Merry Christmas to all, even those in a sling!”



Happy December 9th all!

Thursday, 8 December 2016

December 8th (A.K.A. Greg Lake, Trump and Bridget Jones!)

In my 25 years of being alive I have never put much thought into the singer of 1975 Christmas hit 'I believe in father christmas', Greg lake until yesterday.

Yesterday he featured in my blog. I posted two photos of him. This was literally the first time in my life i'd thought about him whatsoever.

Today the news was released that he died on Tuesday.

Greg Lake: King Crimson and ELP star dies aged 69

So I think today's blog will be in memory of Greg Lake

They said there'd be snow at Christmas, They said there'd be peace on earth
I must note that Greg Lake is not just famous for a novelty Christmas hit in 1975. If you like prog rock then have a listen to King Crimson or ELP. He was pretty darn talented.

I am a little bit worried I have weird powers. Well, one specific weird power. The power to kill artists who have released relatively successful Christmas songs by writing about them in a blog. Because of this I won't be mentioning any other Christmas songs today. (Would hate to be the cause of Noddy holder's demise).

In many ways it is a shame that Donald Trump never released a Christmas single. I'd write about that until the cows came home in the off chance my mystical powers would take hold.

I just double checked... he definitely hasn't released a Christmas single (yet!)

You can, however, buy this rather stylish Christmas jumper;

For those of us who want Christmas to be a bit more racist
You CAN buy it. like if you REALLY want to.

But which sort of person would want this jumper?

Apparently 62,853,497 Americans would. Plus I kind of want it... ironically.

If I am being honest, I am really glad I have become an adult at a time where wearing awful jumpers in December is allowed. I feel like we live in an age of post-modern Christmas jumper wearing. Having gone through the 90s and 00s period of thinking they are super lame.

CASE IN POINT!

In Bridget Jones Diary (the most 00s film of all time except for love actually) she turns up to a Boxing Day party wearing a 'hideous' Christmas jumper sees Mark Darcy and is literally like...
'Oh my god, a man I find physically attractive is in the room and we would live happily together forever having all the sex and babies but I'm meeting her whilst wearing this jumper so I will instead remain single and babyless forever and end up being eaten by my cats simply because of this jumper!!!!'
Then Dido plays so you remember it is the naughties!

Of course he's all like...

 

So it's ok!


Nowadays she's have simply thought 'ah a guy I think is hot, good job I'm wearing my ironically cool christmas jumper!' THE END!


Anyway better go as I'm in A and E with a suspected fractured elbow. Let's hope it's ok! 

Happy December 8th!

Xx

Wednesday, 7 December 2016

December 7th (A.K.A. The Decemberists)

WARM THIS WINTER - GABRIELLA CILME

We are 7 days (one week!) into this alternative advent calendar and other than an illness based hiccup on the 5th we appear to be going strong!

Feel free to share this blog on your facebook wall or anything like that. If you're trying to think of a way to sell it to people say it is an Advent calendar where instead of opening a door to chocolate, you open a door into my head and you have to read it whether you like it or not!!!



To really help me feel festive for this blog I am listening to Christmas Songs as I write this. So you know what mind set I am in whilst writing I shall let you know when the song changes to something new.

I BELIEVE IN FATHER CHRISTMAS - GREG LAKE

This is a picture of Greg Lake. Or is it? You don't know what Greg Lake looks like. You could look it up... but you won't
I spent so long trying to find a picture of Greg Lake (if it is Greg Lake) that I am now on...

SAVIOUR'S DAY - CLIFF RICHARD
Now when it comes to Christmas songs there is only one question worth asking which is this;

When should we start to hear Christmas songs?

This is an argument that could last a long time with answers spanning from 'From boxing day' to 'NEVER!'

I find that people sit in a few categories. My favourite category being...

The Decemberists
You will recognise the Decemberists outside of December because they will say things like 'Oh I don't really care about Christmas'. They will be on the cynical side of life. They will tell you off if you start humming 'We wish you a merry Christmas' in April by accident.
If you tell them you've completed your Christmas shopping on November 19th they will genuinely groan with disappointment at your life choices.

WINTER WONDERLAND - DEAN MARTIN

The Decemberists curl up into a cocoon on the 30th of November and wake up on December 1st, eat their first chocolate from their advent calendar, read the first advent blog of one of their more vain friends and emerge from their house a Festive-Jumper-Wearing, Mariah-Carey-Singing, Christmas nut!

LAST CHRISTMAS - WHAM

During December they will turn any conversation onto Christmas, they will organise a secret santa at work, they will get drunk every day in December and burst into song at any given moment.

They will have all their christmas shopping done by December 7th! (Well done guys!)

In short a Decemberist on Novmeber 30th looks like this;
"I hope I still have that ready meal lasagna in the fridge."
and on December 1st they look like this;
"Let's start an office Christmas Choir and perform Band-Aid, I'll be Bono!"
WHITE CHRISTMAS - BING CROSBY
Many of you will be Decemberists, they are similar to a different group named Mid-Decemberists who have to wait for about the 15th for it all to kick in.

So to all the Decemberists out there... next year push yourself a little. Sing "It's beginning to look a lot like christmas" on November 29th!

I DARE YOU!

Maybe another time I will tell you about the June-Onward-Christmas-Creepers!

Happy December 7th!

Pro-tip - Buy you're crackers soon otherwise you will forget in the mad rush up to christmas and imagine a christmas without terrible jokes, paper hats and gifts you have lost before you've gone to bed on christmas day but find again on March 12th.

A WINTER'S TALE - DAVID ESSEX

Oh look it's David Essex... or is it? (It isn't, it's Greg Lake again! IT IS ALWAYS GREG LAKE!)


CHRISTMAS MUSIC REALLY HELPED I FEEL SO FESTIVE!!!

X

Tuesday, 6 December 2016

December 6th (A.K.A. A menagerie of Birds and Rings)

The sixth!

On the sixth day of Christmas the overly generous but, let's be honest, terrible at gift giving true love of the singer gave them 6 geese-a-laying.

I do hope the gift receiver in the song had a large plot of lad because by the 6th day they've already received

1 partridge living in a pear tree-
What would one do with a partridge?
Does the partridge eat the pears?
The pears are the only fruitful (pun definitely intended) part of the gift and if the partridge eats them then it would actually be better to receive a pear tree sans partridge.

2 Turtle Doves-

Are they turtles? Are they doves?
'You lookin' at me?'


3 French Hens-
How do French hens differ to English hens?
A french horn looks like this

This doesn't help to understand what a French Hen is but it is true and you can't say i haven't given you any facts.
Assuming that all nationalities of hen lay eggs then this is quite a good gift I suppose. Assuming the plot of land of the gift receiver is sizeable. Otherwise they are going to have a very full and very messy house by day 12, and a significant chance of catching avian flu.

4 Calling birds -
Now I always imagine a bird on the phone. Maybe trying to order some sort of nest furniture from a catalogue. However, you may be interested to know that at different points in this song's history this line has been 4 Calling birds, 4 Canary birds and 4 originally 4 Collie birds, which is an old fashioned term for blackbirds...

Regardless these are useless birds and make a terrible gift!

5 Gold Rings -
What a thoughtful, if not a little overwhelming, gift! doesn't clutter the house up at all. You don't need to deal with the mess it leaves behing in the form of bird poo. Rings are given as gifts. 5 is probably too many, but compared to how terrible this gift giver, or 'True love' is at giving gifts, the minor issue of him giving a whole hands worth of rings in one go can be overlooked.


So there we have it. By the 6th day the grant total of the gifts already given is 3 useful birds, 7 useless birds, 5 gold rings and a tree.

Now I don't know if there is a market for goose eggs. I do know that the geese are currently laying eggs though or 'A-laying'. I assume this means they are at the time of their life where they do lay eggs and not that they are literally laying eggs at the point of being given. The latter option of course poses the important question - How could you POSSIBLY organise this?

Therefore at the end of the 6th day you have 3 useful birds, 6 possibly useful, possibly in the process of laying eggs, birds, 7 useless birds, 5 rings and a tree.

Now, when I listen to the song I assume the receiver gets 1 partridge and one pear tree on the first day and then no more partridges and pear trees after that. However, an argument could be made that on each day they receive all the gifts from previous days again. Which would mean that by the 6th day they'd have received -

6 Geese in the process of laying eggs at that very moment,
10 Gold rings, about 9 more than you need to give on one Christmas,
12 Calling birds, about 12 more than you need to give on one Christmas,
12 French Hens, a good start to an egg farm
10 Turtle doves, no one knows if this is a good thing or not.
6 partridges and 6 pear trees. Does each partridge stick to it's own tree? how territorial are partridges?
Is the receiver going to be dealing with partridge based gang warfare?

A lot of questions and very little answers from this song.

Tune in on the 12th to find out about when the giver gives more birds, before human trafficking everyone from lords to maids and a fair few musicians.

Happy December 6th