Let the madness begin….

OK so here we are hurtling towards the festive season and on the sofa with Holly and Philip this morning is a dominatrix. The antiques dealer turned to the sex industry to pay her mortgage and beat the recession. Well good for her I say! yes there will be plenty of people who will be ready to shoot her down in flames but needs must and all that and after all she is providing a service.
While the rest of us are being rather tame in our attempts to create a second revenue stream by selling last year’s LBD on ebay, Tallulah Devere is having a spanking good time pandering to the needs of men who are lacking a little va va voom in the bedroom department.
With Christmas just around the corner the pressure to spend is definitely on-not helped by the bloody awful Littlewoods advert proclaiming that basically mothers should be spending their hard earned cash (however it may be earned!) on every electronic gadget under the sun (or mistletoe). Imagine my sheer delight when I received a text just yesterday from a very, very good and lovely friend suggesting that we should not buy each other presents this year, but instead get together for a drink and a chat and some proper Christmas cheer. What a relief! Having already discussed a Secret Santa scheme with my siblings, my friend’s text said exactly what I wanted to but I hadn’t quite had the nerve to do so. Why do we feel under ridiculous pressure to spend, spend, spend at this time of year?
Yes it IS all about the children and they deserve their Christmas treats, but what do we actually NEED? Nothing-we NEED nothing. What we may WANT is a whole different story but putting ourselves under pressure to spend money we don’t have is only ever going to cause stress.
So my friends…this year…expect home made fudge and maybe a knitted egg cosy because much as I weirdly admire Tallulah and her dominating entrepreneurship I don’t have a plan to start whipping men in order to boost my pre festive bank balance!

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