- Tue Dec 17, 2002 8:40 pm
#43106
Christmas Memories no. 376:
As kids my mates and I used to flick the porch light on and off whenever carol singers came to the door.Hearing them continue to sing in a what-the-hell's-going-on way had us rolling on the carpet.Then,if they had the audacity to ring the bell afterwards we'd throw a few foreign coins through the letterbox.Ah,Christmas,the season of hijinks.
As kids my mates and I used to flick the porch light on and off whenever carol singers came to the door.Hearing them continue to sing in a what-the-hell's-going-on way had us rolling on the carpet.Then,if they had the audacity to ring the bell afterwards we'd throw a few foreign coins through the letterbox.Ah,Christmas,the season of hijinks.