christmas

In spite of the blackout and an incident on Christmas Eve 1943 (when George Cross was dropped from a Westland Lysander dressed as Father Christmas fully intending to land on the village green but alighted instead on the frozen duck pond where he inadvertently put on a fine skating display which included three triple-toe-loops and a star jump) the villagers of Little Hope set to and celebrated the festive season with gusto.

Be it in the air raid shelter, the village hall, their own homes or under the tables (due to inebriation, not Jerry) at The Royal Oak, Mrs Fox and friends carried on regardless, having pilfered all the mistletoe and nuts they could possibly get their hands on...

Fortunately for Winston, the Cabinet War Rooms were jolly secure...

Agnes wished that May would move that banana, it was terribly Clark Gablesque and was giving her a rather hot flush...

Somebody had been waiting at the docks to welcome the merchant fleet home...

Christmas was coming and Goebbels the pig was hedging his bets...

Sometimes it was terribly hard, being the only eligible man left in the village...

The trouble was that they were going into the Christmas day trifle...

If Aubrey thought that balancing his nuts on Lady Shagg-Pyle's thatch would keep them out of harm's way then he was mistaken, very, very mistaken...

There had been doubts about the viability of the Christmas lemon curd until May bumped into Fast Eddie at the American airbase that evening, it was surprising what a quick yank could achieve...

 The old barn was the perfect location for the Christmas nativity, despite the entire cast being unstable...

The Luftwaffe may not have been able to see her in the outside privy from 4000 feet but that didn't mean that they couldn't still hear her. 

 Golden Rule Number One: Always stash your gin in the shed next to the outside privy, particularly in cold weather, it really makes the trip worthwhile...

There was no way that the Vicar was going to open that door.  No, not if hell had him...

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