Bedecked with debt

Current mood: Christmassy
Current music: The 'Fa La La' song

What ho, dear readers! How have you been keeping? The past months have been busier than ever for me, with deadlines converging and mandatory social gatherings picking up speed, hence my increasing inability to get down and bloogie. Sorry, I meant write a blog entry. (Did I really say that? Oh gawds. It's far too late for me to keep on staring at a screen...) Well, here I am now, so away with excuses.

A recent spate of Christmas-related shopping has somewhat periclitated the state of my finances. The two rather cute shop boys persuading me to buy a pair of expensive leather boots did not help things, either.* Generosity compounded with selfish temptation is not the best combination as far as that dent in the wallet is concerned.

So, at the risk of sounding somewhat Scrooge-like (with a huh, bah-humbug, hah, hrrmph) but perfectly cynically accurate, I have re-written the following ditty. If on the off chance you don't recognise it immediately, let me remind you that it's the one featuring holly, jolly, and other things ending in '-olly'...

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Picture taken from: http://antiqueclipart.com/image.php/spray-of-holly.html

DECK THE HALL
(Alternative Lyrics)

Deck the hall with greed and vices
Fa la la la la, la la la la
'Tis the season of high prices
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Retail merchants crow and cackle
Fa la la, la la la, la la la
When the Yuletide fires crackle
Fa la la la la, la la la la

See the cost of presents rocket
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Burning holes in every pocket
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Spending wisely will be frowned on
Fa la la, la la la, la la la
Tacky gifts are much looked down on
Fa la la la la, la la la la

Soon your overdraft comes chasing
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Sets your heart and mind a-racing
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Munificence might cost you dearly
Fa la la, la la la, la la la
Your banker gets his bonus yearly
Fa la la la la, la la la la

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Well, I don't know about you, but I'm pretty sure which version of the song I'll be singing when my credit card statement comes through... So Merry Christmas, one and all! And just in case I don't blog again in the coming weeks, have a Happy New Year, preferably not in a state of parsimony... See ya in 2007!

* I haven't bought the boots. Yet.