Blurring the boundaries

Now, this is an observation and I have no link, although I’ll try to find summat suitable, Admin.

When did people start decorating their house for Halloween at all, never mind at the end of September?
Why is it OK to leave Halloween decorations up until after Bonfire night, only to replace them with Christmas decorations?

There’s about a dozen houses on my dog walking route who have outside lights/illuminated deers/Santa’s in the front gardens. Window decorations and inside lit-up trees, too.

What comes after Christmas, pink hearts for Valentines, dancing eggs/chicks for Easter?
When does it stop?
With a Wicker Man, perhaps?

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Nominated by Jeezum Priest.

115 thoughts on “Blurring the boundaries

  1. There is a lady in her late eighties who loves Christmas whose outside Christmas lights outside go up in November. She gets a free pass. The rest or the tossers in the supporting link. Get a life you sad cunts.

  2. Don’t bother with whimsical offerings. Think More on the lines of meaningful interests, such as summer & winter solstices and the four seasons. Besides the sun and moon that controls us all.

    • Yes. Absolutely Sammy.

      I plant on the 21st of March and get ready to harvest around the 21st of September.

      My ‘Christmas’ is on the 21st of December, I become rather melancholy up to that point and then feel relief at the though of the days getting longer up to midsummer on the 21st of June.

      Although I have to say, none of you lot have ever brought me an offering of winter beer, mead, psilocybin infused reindeer piss or even a low ranking slave to sacrifice.

      Disappointed doesn’t even half cover it.

      • We went without any of the traditional English stuff for many years MNC, until a new supermarket opened a few towns away.

        It was called ‘Overseas’ but was really an Iceland store.

        Mrs Cunter went there and stocked up on a load of familiar foods.

        Without exception it all ended up in the bin.
        Even the dog wouldn’t eat it.

        You don’t realise how much sugar and salt is added to your UK supermarket food until you have gone without for a long time.

        Fucking horrible!

      • How dare you insult our lovely salt and sugar laden food!!!!

        Why if not for my dangerously high blood pressure and lack of teeth I’d bite you! ?

      • Actually Mis, I’ve found that I have to add salt to preprepared foods, notably tinned soup.

        Without the extra sprinkle, it’s all gag making inedible.

      • Erm, maybe make your own?

        Mincemeat and shortcrust pastry is easy, if a bit fiddly.

        Buying ready prep is just fucking lazy.

      • I think that the last person that actually made a mince pie from scratch JP was a smelly, soap dodging Victorian.

      • But to be honest.
        I do make my own Scotch eggs.

        Those orange, salt laden fuckers that you can get in English supermarkets are inedible.

        We have an Aldi recently opened quite close to us.
        That lot went in the bin as well.

        Supermarkets are cunts.

  3. Near where I live several sad cunts put their decorations up on November 6th, no doubt to mollify little Tristram and Jacasta who are so disappointed fireworks night was last night and they have nothing to look forward to till the school Xmas Concert in mid December.

    Why do the fuckers wish time away?. As you get older there is less time and it goes far too quickly. If they are that bored why don’t they go and buy the latest bonkbuster from Boggs Pornographic Film Productions (Taiwan) Limited – Yvette’s Prison Gang Bang with Pixieballs, featuring a dozen illegal immigrants. She had a sore arse and walked bow-legged for weeks after we finished filming that, because of retakes due to having to tidy her up after the creampies.

  4. I have to admit that I have a facecunt account, only to access a local neighbourhood group, it is useful for exchange of information.

    Last year some silly cunt posted, what date do people put up Christmas decorations, I was very tempted to reply ‘do you ask what time of the day you should have a shit’…. I think I would have been banned.

    Along with the useful stuff there is an awful lot of crap and definitely some very stupid people.

    Back to the general theme, I don’t give a fuck about when people put up various decorations, I am more concerned about all the awareness months, puffs pride runs into black history runs into Islamophobia month. Just wait, it won’t be long before blasphemy will be punishable under British law, not Christianity obviously.
    Some P cunt in the HoC today asking for a law against desecration of religious texts, meaning the Koran.

    • There already is a law against desecration of religious texts, and all other books for that matter.

      You can’t just walk into a library, bookstore, temple, church or mosque and start ripping up books.
      You would be charged with criminal damage.

      If you own a book of any sort then as your property you can do what the fuck you want with it.

      Seems like the cunt wants a step towards Sharia law.
      Who other than a Muslim would own a copy of the Koran?

      • The religious text is just the start, the end point will be any criticism or perceived criticism of Islam.
        I agree the cunts want Sharia to be on par or above UK law.

        The only answer from the government should be ‘fuck off’ but with Kweer in charge we could well be fucked.

      • Our leaders would be more than happy with Sharia law. Half of the cunts are peacefuls anyway and the rest think that it won’t affect them. It won’t (not wouldn’t, it will happen, and soon) take long for them to find out just how wrong they are.

      • I own a copy of the Koran, TAC.

        Purely so that I know how my enemy ticks.

        Having read it twice, I can confirm it is nonsensical shit.

        But then so is the Bible

    • Soi, don’t be embarrassed.

      Facefuck is shite, but the ” Only in ( where I live) is diamond, and for that reason, and the links to the fluffies charities I support and donate to its worth having a presence.

  5. I think ours are going up at the weekend, nothing over the top just a few outside sparklies and a fake tree, the wife likes it so i have no problem with it, although the sky q box is a bit jammed up with christmas films so i had to remove emmanuelle, beneath the valley of the ultra vixens, porkies, car trouble and all the confessions films, but hey ho.

  6. Has anyone started their Christmas shopping yet? I have.

    Mrs Twatt is something of a bookworm, and perusing Waterstone’s shelves yesterday I found the ideal thing for her – a box set of three classics.

    Entitled ‘Great Works of Fiction’, it comprises Pride and Prejudice, Wuthering Heights and Rachel Reeves’s CV.

  7. I say make the most of it, another 4 years of labour and peaceful cock nosher Rodney and the only celebrating we will be doing is eid, and kissing the carpet 5 times a day..

  8. I’m sure Excellent Leader 2TK will put together a task force at enormous expense to tell us when to decorate the Christmas Tree..

    and when to pray to mecca.

    “All I want for Christmas is a new turban”..

    Cunts for Santa’s Festive Oven.

  9. That bloated, ugly pig calls itself an influencer, influencing people of the perils of stuffing your piehole incessantly ?
    Lip up fatty.

  10. Every year the missus panics.

    “We haven’t got a tree yet!”?

    And every year I wait till the rush has finished and I get a tree for half what I would the week before.

    I like Christmas ?
    The food, drink, twinkling fairy lights, films etc.
    And singing carols in my lovely singing voice.

    I’m definitely on Father Christmas ‘s good list as I’ve been extra good this year.

  11. Don’t be a miserable set of cunts FFS there’s little left of anything worth celebrating these days ?….so you want me and the crew out on our ears and trecking the frozen tundra for ever as other festivities from other cultures take over ….Eid Mubarak to you all ☪️ ho fucking ho, come on ???? they want us out ?

    • That’s exactly right.

      No point whining about British values being eroded then not celebrating Christmas ?

      Rub their fucking faces in it.

      That Richard Dawkins cunt?
      I’d demand he pulled my cracker!
      And wear a paper crown.

      That moaning Black fucker Shola mos shogbimimu?

      ” Come on chocolate drop have a feel inside my sack!”
      It’s a white Christmas ?

      They don’t want you celebrating it, so do it.

      Eat drink be merry,
      And fuck em in the name of baby jesus.

      • Too right Miserable.

        Any any fuck who says Christmas should be changed to ’embrace diversity’ and make it more ‘inclusive’ so the migrant shite won’t feel ‘left out’ should be blown away with a fully loaded AK-47. Those fuckers have their Eid and Ramadan. So they can sod off.

        I’m sure Peedaux protector Welby would be all for filling Midnight Mass with unwashed camellshaggers. Not to mention Suckdiq Khan and Keir Starsehole. But Christmas is one of the last things that we have left. And we musn’t let these cunts – or any of the leeching human muck they are so fond of – get their filthy hands on it.

      • Evening Norm?

        You winning?

        I don’t think it is the carpet kissers who have a issue with Christmas.

        I used to work nights with few Africans and Pakistani blokes and asked them outright

        ” What’s your issue with Christmas?”

        They denied it.
        Said coming here they enjoyed the sights of Christmas.
        Said Jesus is one of their prophets.

        I believe them.

        I think it’s socialist cunts,
        Council apparatchiks and the like doing it.
        In the name of inclusion.

        The African blokes were all Christian anyway,
        It’s commies like Kier who hate Christmas ?

  12. I’ve noticed ‘Happy Holidays!’ creeping in, presumably so as not to offend other religions’ sensibilities. It’s either ‘Merry Christmas’ or fuck off. Ps re decorations its holly, pine, dried orange and candles about a week before the 25th. I’m old skool

  13. God knows what abomination Keir Starmer’s official Downing Street Christmas card will look like. I heard on the Lotus Eaters podcast the other day he doesn’t have a favourite Christmas film, a favourite poem or song, nothing. He probably spends Christmas day reading a fax machine service manual.

      • I reckon the bloke in the link must be a ball ache to live next door to JP. Does anyone really call him ‘Mr Claus’ or is it something he has given himself because he is an attention seeking dickhead?

    • We know he likes a beer, as seen during lockdown when he had his little party and the police did nuffink. Can’t let that go!

  14. There’s one of the support staff at my kidney unit. He’s a nice lad, and he’s the only one who is ever arsed to put a Christmas tree up in the waiting room area.

    Well, he put it up on Monday. But the amount of cunts – patients and staff alike – who have done nothing but moan. ‘What’s that up for?’ ‘It’s still November!’ ‘But… But it’s not Christmas yet!’

    Of course, these are the same people who would also moan if he didn’t bother and wouldn’t put it up.

    It doesn’t bother me one bit. Brightens the place up (and it needs it) .

  15. Confession time.

    I have a structure in my garden. It’s a decking base, partially enclosed but fully roofed. I had it built as an outdoor, sheltered smoking area.

    I call it the Tikki Hut. It has comfy garden furniture and it’s a nice place to sit on scorching days, as it’s shaded.

    I have fairy lights, solar ones, so it’s lit up at night, all year round.

    But! The lights don’t flash or twinkle and my garden has 6 foot fencing all round, so it’s not like a Texas Roadhouse viewed from the street.

    ( I was going to say whorehouse, but good manners prevented me)

    • Bandy Barbara used to be a boxer and always fails a testosterone test .

      And has no tits and a 8in nudger like a fuckin great big black pudding slapping his thigh.

      Woman footballer of the year!!! ?

      The BBC are crackers

      • Mind you, this is the same BBC who gave wimmins goalkeeper Mary Earps the actual Sports Personality of the Year award.

        And if that black circus freak Banda is a woman, then Elvis Presley is coming round ours for his Christmas dinner.

      • Bet it’s a long day at Rachel Reeves house come Christmas day?

        Jesus ☹️

        Vegan nut roast, no alcohol, the kids gently weeping looking out the window at happier children playing out on new bikes while they got a donation to UNICEF.

        And I bet there’s nothing as painful as Rachel reading a Christmas cracker joke in that monotone droning voice?

        Rachel ” what . Do. You. Call . A. Vampire. Snowman?
        ….Frostbite.

        ” Mum quick granny’s hung herself!!!

      • There’s a soimple way to resolve this freak’s gender issues.
        Just tell Banda to get his cock out. Prove us all wrong.
        Of course, he won’t. And, even if he did, those Beebscum ould put their fingers in their ears and say ‘Not listening! Nah Nah! So there!’

        And these lunatics are our national public service broadcaster and main news service. The sooner the BBC is finished, the better.

      • Exactly the right word Edward. This nonsensical discussion about sex determination is like something out of Alice in Wonderland. We are now away in cloud cuckoo land where the RCJ is being asked to decide what is a woman. If your 23rd pair of chromosomes are XX you’re female. If your 23rd pair of chromosomes are XY you are male.

        End of.

  16. Reminds me of the Angry Video Game Nerd criticising the greediness of Christmas and how Halloween barely gets a look in. He concludes that if everyone if celebrating Christmas early, he will go ahead and celebrate St. Patricks.

    p.s – whats really galling is when they put out Easter items immediately after Christmas

  17. Just took Bram out for a p&p, some utter, utter cunt decided it was a good time to let off an air bomb.

    Poor little sod literally peed and shat in fear. Great, thanks, he loved the bath ( not).

    Sooner they’re banned, the better!
    I bet the was a few babies screaming and older people thinking it was the Blitz.

    Cunt!

      • Oh dear indeed.

        When first dating my missus she asked me in a surprised voice

        ” There’s a horse in that garden!
        Why’s there a horse in the garden?!”

        Me ” it lives there.”

        I didn’t think it odd.
        Used to it.

        She must of thought it was like Northern Ireland during the Troubles!!?

      • In the early seventies Mis we lived on the huge council estate which is north Walsall. It was built before the war when the criterion for getting a council house was whether you were considered respectable enough rather than “allocation according to need” as in later years. In those early days inspections would be made to check you cleaned the windows and kept your garden tidy. Famously on one inspection a house was discovered where the bath was filled with coal and a donkey was resident in the bathroom. Younger folks think this is an urban myth but it is documented and my parents remembered it happening.

        In an episode of “Men behaving badly” one of the pair bought a snake off a man in the pub and told the other one that someone was selling a goat but he thought that was over the top really. One evening my dad actually did buy a goat off a man down the pub. We did keep it outside though, not in the bathroom. Lucky the goats no longer around though, that area is now full of p*kis.

  18. It happens every year Jezzum, in case you haven’t noticed. Although it may be getting earlier. Just goes to show just how many sad cunts that are out there right now, with nothing else in their lives. A proper flurry of snow might give them something to whinge about, a bit Christmassy, perhaps. I hope they all die of hypothermia, a few less that should have been smothered at birth.

    • Yes Scunty,
      folk do trim up for Christmas, but not only are they doing it earlier and earlier, but it’s getting more garish every year.

      It’s not so much Christmas decorations, though. It’s the months worth of Halloween shite that got me, and when I tell you that ‘tacky and tasteless’ is an understatement…

      I really have no words.

      • We’ve been lucky, in the 10 years we’ve lived here I think we’ve had trick or treaters just once. We don’t celebrate it apart from buying the treats which we then eat ourselves.

  19. I more than happy to advertise Christmas in my house.
    It’s not that I’m overly into it but I do enjoy shoving it in the face of those who find it offensive to their culture!

  20. A nice tree and a bit of tinsle here and there in the Norman household. Nothing more.

    But, right up the road from us, some half heads have covered the outside of their flat in tacky seasonal shite. Scores of huge inflatable snowmen. An inflatable Santa Claus, signposts, lights. The whole bit, and on both floors. You can hardly see their front door, I feel sorry for a delivery man who has to wade through all that garish crap. The minute Bonfire Night was over, they put allthis stuff up. Mind you, they do exactly the same thing for Halloweem. It makes the Santas Grotto in the Arndale Centre look like a monastery.

    • Morning Norman,
      You’ve probably see the list of grotesque shite on line and one neighbour with CUNT up in lights and an arrow pointing to next doors complete mess of a display.

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