A Christmas Story

And so, on the 21st day of December, three things happened to Mr Rory Chesworth, esq. He found his excitement ramping up as it was getting so close to Christmas; he realised he had completed all work tasks that needed doing before the busy Yuletide and New Year period; and he awoke with the dreaded festive bug that had been knocking down his work colleagues like pins in a professional bowling alley. 
Actually, that’s a slight exaggeration. All I really have is a bit of a cold, but fiction is made more readable by being a bit extreme, so maybe we can all pretend I have flu? Then I can sound very heroic by coming into work today, when really all I had to do different this morning was take a couple of paracetamol and pick up a hankie.
It’s very misty here. Not exactly seasonal weather, but at least it’s warmed up a bit. The novelty of scraping ice off the car twice a day wore off very quickly, so it’s nice that we can just go about our daily business now without wearing three layers of thermals and a hip-mounted spray can of de-icer. 
I find a sore throat is often soothed by a curry, so I’m off to the staff canteen now for a £2.99 Masala. 

RC 21-12-17