Unlike Sir C who is, I believe, something of a big girl's blouse, I can attend a

carol service and maintain a rugged, steely demeanour throughout; unless of course, they sing 'Oh Come Oh Come Emmanuel. The opening gregorian refrain weakens my resolve and by the time I hear 'far from the face of God's dear son', manly tears roll down my cheeks.

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carol service and maintain a rugged, steely demeanour throughout; unless of course, they sing 'Oh Come Oh Come Emmanuel. The opening gregorian refrain weakens my resolve and by the time I hear 'far from the face of God's dear son', manly tears roll down my cheeks.

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It's not just carols, h. The opening bar of 'All I Want For Christmas Is You' is enough to set me off.

'Mistletoe and Wine' has me in floods.

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It's not just carols, h. The opening bar of 'All I Want For Christmas Is You' is enough to set me off.

'Mistletoe and Wine' has me in floods.

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Will there be drink at the event?

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Will there be drink at the event?

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Tonight? It's in a church, but I'm told there will be wine and mince pies to start.

After which I'm going to eat Vietnamese food, accompanied by a rake of pints.

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Tonight? It's in a church, but I'm told there will be wine and mince pies to start.

After which I'm going to eat Vietnamese food, accompanied by a rake of pints.

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What do Vietnamers eat then?

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It's not just carols, h. The opening bar of 'All I Want For Christmas Is You' is enough to set me off.

'Mistletoe and Wine' has me in floods.

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Mince pies, sour, cold wine, a hard wooden bench in a cold church basement. Earnest, pink-faced Anglican types. Ugh. It's all coming back to me. :-(

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What do Vietnamers eat then?

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They eat the good stuff, sw. From the deep, dark broth of the phó to the delicate refinement of the summer roll; the crisp deliciousness of the banh xeo to the hearty satisfaction of the cóm saigon.

You'd hate it.

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carol service and maintain a rugged, steely demeanour throughout; unless of course, they sing 'Oh Come Oh Come Emmanuel. The opening gregorian refrain weakens my resolve and by the time I hear 'far from the face of God's dear son', manly tears roll down my cheeks.

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I still cannot BELIEVE you think Ramsey didn't mean it :hehe: :clap: :hehe: :clap:

How can someone watch football for (presumably) decades and still have such a staggeringly weak instinct for the most basic rudimentaries of the game? It's genuinely bewildering.

I actually can't think of any other equivalent in life, where there can be such a gap between professed and *actual* levels of appreciation for a subject or pastime. I know I'm laughing at you, but I would genuinely be intrigued if you're able to shed any light on how this can happen...

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Mince pies, sour, cold wine, a hard wooden bench in a cold church basement. Earnest, pink-faced Anglican types. Ugh. It's all coming back to me. :-(

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Hold on, this is some kind of Proddy ceremony?

Jesus didn't even die for them.

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Mince pies, sour, cold wine, a hard wooden bench in a cold church basement. Earnest, pink-faced Anglican types. Ugh. It's all coming back to me. :-(

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I hardly think so, b. This is a classy organisation we're talking about here.

There will be prods, I'll grant you that.