“I do the WHOLE of Christmas. From climbing a rickety ladder up to the attic for the Christmas decorations, to untangling the lights, putting lights on the outside trees, buying the gifts, doing Santa on Christmas Eve (which involves going to bed at midnight, setting the alarm to get up at 3 am when I’m sure everyone’s asleep) to making ridiculous, messy “Santa” footprints with ashes from the fire (which I then have to clean up the next morning), to buying, wrapping presents.”
Ellie Byrne, Limerick
Top tip, in fairness.
‘On Christmas Eve my husband will ask what we got his mother’ (Irish Times)
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So Santa wears a size 10 1/2?
those footprints make no sense. if Santa Claus was after walking in the ashes then he would be leaving ashes where his foot was, not around the foot. this just looks like he’s been standing in the one spot while ash fell off him
‘Boy, I really hope somebody got fired for that blunder’.
Were the ashes hot?
…ah here…it’s Limerick…they know a thing or two about ashes…
Who cares?
The Irish Times – how many people actually read it? More jenniferoconnellization of a once OK newspaper. Polly Filler meets Virtue Signallling.
In fairness, an easy one to do in Roscommon. No fakin’ needed.
Sounds like what Ellie needs for Xmas is a new husband. Her current one seems like a waster
What struck me about this article is the martyr-like determination of these women to exhaust themselves unnecessarily. Control freaks or have they lazy husbands? The footprints thing is completely nuts.
It’s part of the Irish Times narrative.
they all sound like terrible couples.
Thought the exact same thing.
If I was to ask my wife what we got my mother on Xmas Eve I’d wake up from the coma some time around New Years.
Fantastic idea!, Your kids will thank you.
Do you ring sleighbells outside at midnight, though, as a mountainy neighbour of ours did?