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Monday, 3 December 2012

Day Three...Getting the Spirit

We had planned to have a baking day today but Lacey is still on her diet and we didn't want to put temptation in her path. So we decided to get in the spirit of the season by watching Christmas movies.

Of course the first one that came to mind was A Christmas Carol....Scrooge...my favourite.

We gathered in the living room all scrunched together on the sofa....we chose to sit like that for the ghost parts....while we munched on popped corn with bacon bits. Margaret had regular popcorn with lots of butter.

What a mean nasty man Scrooge was. His answer when asked for a donation for the poor was...
"Are there no prisons?" asked Scrooge.
"Plenty of prisons," said the gentleman,
"And the Union workhouses?"  demanded Scrooge.  "Are they still in operation?"
"They are.  Still," returned the gentleman, "I wish I could say they were not."
"The Treadmill and the Poor Law are in full vigour, then?"  said Scrooge.
"Both very busy, sir."
"Oh!  I was afraid, from what you said at first, that something had occurred to stop them in their useful course," said Scrooge.  "I'm very glad to hear it."


We growled and booed at his mean spirited behaviour....Tansy chucked a few pieces of popcorn at the TV but Hurley ate them so there wasn't any mess made...Mom hates mess! Actually, the words about the poor sounded very familiar....I think we heard them during the last election!

And then we saw Jacob Marleys ghost....Eek...all the chains and moaning..he was pale grey!. Lacey and Tansy had their paws over their eyes. I didn't want to admit it but Me and Hurley were scared too. Margaret said there were no such things as ghosts or she would have seen them at her age. I hope she is right.

We all liked the ghost of Christmas past....such a jolly fellow....the food and merriment. Yes that part was good.  The ghost of Christmas present was okay, not much food. The Cratchits were poor but happy ...and they were going to have a plum pudding for dessert. But the ghost saw an empty chair where Tiny Tim usually sat. We all cried and sniffled into our tissues at that.  Then the last ghost came....the ghost of the future... very scary....graves and stuff, cold...no food anywhere.

Still it all ended very well. Scrooge got the Christmas spirit and changed into a very nice generous chap. Tiny Tim got well and everyone was very happy. 

God Bless Us Everyone....bah humbug!
I mean, why didn't Scrooge rescue a few dogs?...why didn't he get a puppy for Tiny Tim? Didn't they have dogs in the olden days? If the poor were treated so badly what about the animals? Did no one care about them?

 I think we should ask our friend, film-maker Frances, to re-make the movie with a better animal ending!

Margaret suggested we watch 'It's a Wonderful Life' tomorrow. Are there any dogs in that movie?