I’ve heard of Christmas in July, but Christmas in October is pushing the limits of reason. There are houses on Duncan Street in Pretoria that have neon reindeer, Santas and elves, lit up like a bordello. Yesterday my radio was playing Last Christmas by George Michael, and you can buy Christmas decorations at Game and probably many other shops too.
My daughter is making a wish list (can she send it to you? A Barbie scooter is number one) and the Barney Christmas DVD is being dusted off.
Oh, please.
As if running around like headless chickens in December wasn’t stressful enough, now we have to start contemplating the season in October? And it’s not an even game: don’t for a second think my daughter is falling for that “be good, Santa’s watching” trick. Not in October.
There should be rules against this. I live in the world of instant gratification, and three months of Christmas-tease does not fall into that lifestyle. Being told that I can now buy Christmas cake mix at Veg City, on a special, certainly does not fall into that lifestyle either.
So please, leave me in peace. At least until mid-November.
A prince with dignity and determination
Prince Ngarambe’s goals are to become Rwanda’s first transgender model and to uplift the country’s youth
The EFF’s principles are unshakeable
Unlike the ANC, the core values of the freedom fighters do not change with each leader it elects
