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# Christmas time is here by golly Disapproval would be folly | 0:00:02 | 0:00:04 | |
# Deck the halls with hunks of holly | 0:00:04 | 0:00:06 | |
# Fill the cup and don't say when | 0:00:06 | 0:00:09 | |
# Kill the turkeys, ducks and chickens | 0:00:09 | 0:00:11 | |
# Mix the punch Drag out the Dickens | 0:00:11 | 0:00:14 | |
# Even though the prospect sickens | 0:00:14 | 0:00:16 | |
# Brother, here we go again! # | 0:00:16 | 0:00:19 | |
CHEERING | 0:00:20 | 0:00:22 | |
Would you Adam and bloody Eve it? | 0:00:22 | 0:00:25 | |
No, seriously. I mean, really, a joke's a joke. | 0:00:25 | 0:00:28 | |
And time speeds up and all that, but blimey, how can it be possible? | 0:00:28 | 0:00:33 | |
How on earth can it be possible that it's come around again? | 0:00:33 | 0:00:37 | |
And here I am sitting at the bloody head of the bloody table | 0:00:37 | 0:00:40 | |
with bloody people I don't bloody like, | 0:00:40 | 0:00:42 | |
eating food that turns my stomach, | 0:00:42 | 0:00:45 | |
listening to blinking Christmas carols, | 0:00:45 | 0:00:47 | |
reading out pathetic jokes, | 0:00:47 | 0:00:49 | |
wearing an utterly ridiculous paper hat | 0:00:49 | 0:00:52 | |
and, worst of all, having to pretend to be happy about it. | 0:00:52 | 0:00:57 | |
Well, when I was a practising alcoholic, | 0:00:57 | 0:00:59 | |
it was the best time of the year. | 0:00:59 | 0:01:01 | |
But when you don't drink, it's just another day. | 0:01:01 | 0:01:03 | |
I'm a humbug, I'm a Scrooge, I don't like it at all. | 0:01:03 | 0:01:07 | |
It's just sentimental claptrap. | 0:01:07 | 0:01:09 | |
I'm sorry, it's awful. | 0:01:09 | 0:01:10 | |
It's worse than a puppy | 0:01:10 | 0:01:12 | |
cos you can't put Christmas in a sack and drown it. | 0:01:12 | 0:01:14 | |
It just goes on and on and on. | 0:01:14 | 0:01:16 | |
I get so grumpy. | 0:01:16 | 0:01:18 | |
I'm in so much pain. | 0:01:18 | 0:01:20 | |
You don't hear anybody saying, "Oh, I wish it started earlier! | 0:01:20 | 0:01:23 | |
"I get so miserable round about the middle of August | 0:01:23 | 0:01:26 | |
"because it's been so long since it was Christmas." | 0:01:26 | 0:01:29 | |
My, God, it's just obscene, really. | 0:01:29 | 0:01:31 | |
It just drives me absolutely mad. | 0:01:31 | 0:01:34 | |
Sod off, Christmas. | 0:01:34 | 0:01:36 | |
Impossible though it must be to believe, | 0:01:43 | 0:01:45 | |
it really is that time of the year again. | 0:01:45 | 0:01:48 | |
Shall I tell you what the worst thing about Christmas is? | 0:01:48 | 0:01:52 | |
No, really, shall I? | 0:01:52 | 0:01:53 | |
Well, I will then. | 0:01:53 | 0:01:54 | |
The worst thing about Christmas is the expectation | 0:01:54 | 0:01:59 | |
of everyone around you that you are supposed to be jolly. | 0:01:59 | 0:02:02 | |
Jolly?! | 0:02:02 | 0:02:03 | |
Jolly, what sort of word is jolly anyway? | 0:02:03 | 0:02:06 | |
Or maybe even worse than that... | 0:02:06 | 0:02:08 | |
Merry Christmas! | 0:02:08 | 0:02:10 | |
Yes. Blokes like this one. | 0:02:11 | 0:02:13 | |
Merry Christmas! | 0:02:13 | 0:02:15 | |
Just trying to ingratiate himself by wearing a daft hat once a year | 0:02:15 | 0:02:19 | |
and telling his customers to "Have a Merry Christmas!" | 0:02:19 | 0:02:22 | |
And then you've got to repeat it back like a demented parrot. | 0:02:22 | 0:02:25 | |
"Merry Christmas to you, too!" | 0:02:25 | 0:02:27 | |
Like you could give a damn. | 0:02:27 | 0:02:29 | |
What upsets me is I want to be jolly, | 0:02:29 | 0:02:32 | |
but I don't feel I can be, | 0:02:32 | 0:02:35 | |
because I'm being told I have to be jolly. | 0:02:35 | 0:02:37 | |
Then that just upsets all the jolliness. | 0:02:37 | 0:02:40 | |
It makes me grumpy when I want to be happy. | 0:02:40 | 0:02:43 | |
Cos it's bloody Christmas! | 0:02:43 | 0:02:45 | |
Let's try and whoop the whole general populace into a frenzy of joy(!) | 0:02:45 | 0:02:51 | |
It's Christmas. Cheer up, it's Christmas. | 0:02:51 | 0:02:53 | |
No, be really upset and gloomy cos it's bloody Christmas again. | 0:02:53 | 0:02:57 | |
The way that disc-jockeys have to be | 0:02:57 | 0:02:59 | |
from about the 26th of November onwards, | 0:02:59 | 0:03:02 | |
that they have to do all of that stuff. | 0:03:02 | 0:03:05 | |
"It's coming up to Christmas, absolutely fantastic, | 0:03:05 | 0:03:07 | |
"I've never been so excited. | 0:03:07 | 0:03:09 | |
"Just three-and-a-half weeks away. Are you doing all your shopping? | 0:03:09 | 0:03:12 | |
"It's tremendous out there. | 0:03:12 | 0:03:14 | |
"The lights are flashing on Oxford Street. Ha ha! | 0:03:14 | 0:03:16 | |
"It's gonna be Christmas!" | 0:03:16 | 0:03:18 | |
It's just so awful. | 0:03:19 | 0:03:23 | |
I have Tourette's during Christmas. | 0:03:23 | 0:03:25 | |
Really, I walk down the street and scream something out, | 0:03:25 | 0:03:27 | |
completely left-field and horrible. | 0:03:27 | 0:03:29 | |
I hate it. I hate it. | 0:03:29 | 0:03:31 | |
I can't say how much I hate it. | 0:03:31 | 0:03:33 | |
None of it would be so bad, if it didn't all go on so long. | 0:03:38 | 0:03:42 | |
It feels like we've only just got over Easter | 0:03:42 | 0:03:44 | |
when those little reminders start to appear. | 0:03:44 | 0:03:47 | |
But what's even more irritating - | 0:03:48 | 0:03:51 | |
the people that keep telling us that... | 0:03:51 | 0:03:53 | |
There are 143 days to go to Christmas. | 0:03:53 | 0:03:57 | |
-Great(!) -Wonderful. | 0:03:57 | 0:04:00 | |
Yeah. | 0:04:00 | 0:04:01 | |
Yes, that's right. We're even irritating our stupid selves. | 0:04:01 | 0:04:05 | |
It's like the gestation period of an elephant. | 0:04:05 | 0:04:08 | |
It comes and comes and comes. | 0:04:08 | 0:04:10 | |
Have you got this done, have you got your Christmas cards done? | 0:04:10 | 0:04:14 | |
Don't even get me started on Christmas cards. | 0:04:14 | 0:04:15 | |
It's Christmas creep, is the problem. | 0:04:15 | 0:04:17 | |
Christmas has crept. | 0:04:17 | 0:04:19 | |
In September, you start being bombarded and pressurised | 0:04:19 | 0:04:24 | |
and harassed and harangued | 0:04:24 | 0:04:26 | |
to buy loads of shit you really, really don't need. | 0:04:26 | 0:04:28 | |
Actually, it can stress you out to such a degree | 0:04:28 | 0:04:31 | |
that by the time it's Christmas Day you are just crying, depressed | 0:04:31 | 0:04:35 | |
and have the worst day in the world with your family. | 0:04:35 | 0:04:37 | |
That's why people have such a horrible Christmas Day. | 0:04:37 | 0:04:40 | |
Before you know where you are it's August | 0:04:40 | 0:04:42 | |
and it's, you know, there are 302 shopping days to Christmas. | 0:04:42 | 0:04:47 | |
It used to be just advent, didn't it? | 0:04:47 | 0:04:49 | |
Used to be an Advent calendar with a chocolate, December 1st. | 0:04:49 | 0:04:52 | |
That used to be when Christmas kind of got going. | 0:04:52 | 0:04:56 | |
And now, I think Christmas starts around about July. | 0:04:56 | 0:05:00 | |
Well, I was in Costco in August | 0:05:00 | 0:05:04 | |
and they had all the Christmas stuff there already. | 0:05:04 | 0:05:07 | |
It just made my stomach turn over. | 0:05:07 | 0:05:09 | |
Because Christmas, once you get past a certain age | 0:05:09 | 0:05:12 | |
it's just a reminder you're getting closer to death. | 0:05:12 | 0:05:14 | |
I mean, where do you start? | 0:05:16 | 0:05:18 | |
Where DO you start? | 0:05:18 | 0:05:20 | |
It doesn't matter. | 0:05:20 | 0:05:22 | |
You can start anywhere, because it's all beyond irritating. | 0:05:22 | 0:05:25 | |
Can anyone for example tell us the point of the Christmas card, | 0:05:25 | 0:05:28 | |
other than to give money to talentless art designers | 0:05:28 | 0:05:31 | |
and unemployable writers of sycophantic verses? | 0:05:31 | 0:05:34 | |
Oh, really? | 0:05:34 | 0:05:35 | |
It's a piece of old cardboard with a picture of a robin on it | 0:05:35 | 0:05:39 | |
wishing people you see every day a merry Christmas. | 0:05:39 | 0:05:43 | |
You see 'em every day, tell 'em yourself. | 0:05:43 | 0:05:45 | |
Never sent a Christmas card. Never sent one. | 0:05:45 | 0:05:48 | |
No, I don't do Christmas cards. | 0:05:48 | 0:05:50 | |
I used to be really good, but then when I realised - | 0:05:50 | 0:05:52 | |
I mean, it's quite mercenary - | 0:05:52 | 0:05:55 | |
that I was sending far more than I was getting back, | 0:05:55 | 0:05:58 | |
it starts to grate, | 0:05:58 | 0:06:00 | |
and you think, "No, you're not... I won't bother with you anymore." | 0:06:01 | 0:06:05 | |
Probably for the last 30 years I've intended to send Christmas cards, | 0:06:05 | 0:06:09 | |
not quite got round to it, | 0:06:09 | 0:06:10 | |
got a load of Christmas cards from other people | 0:06:10 | 0:06:13 | |
and then felt bad about it. | 0:06:13 | 0:06:14 | |
Oh! No... | 0:06:14 | 0:06:16 | |
It's so tedious. | 0:06:16 | 0:06:17 | |
And I think probably what I'll do now is I'll change that, | 0:06:17 | 0:06:21 | |
so that I still don't send them, | 0:06:21 | 0:06:23 | |
but I don't bother feeling bad about not sending them. | 0:06:23 | 0:06:26 | |
What I really hate and can't understand | 0:06:26 | 0:06:28 | |
is multiple cards between one family and another family. | 0:06:28 | 0:06:32 | |
So you get, you know, cards to you and your missus | 0:06:32 | 0:06:36 | |
and then cards from their kids to your kids. | 0:06:36 | 0:06:39 | |
I just think, nah, what's the point? | 0:06:39 | 0:06:41 | |
When I get cards I think, you sent me a card, straight in the bin. | 0:06:41 | 0:06:45 | |
The worst is when you get a card from an organisation, like your bank | 0:06:49 | 0:06:54 | |
that just says, "To customer..." | 0:06:54 | 0:06:56 | |
Or even not "To customer." | 0:06:56 | 0:06:58 | |
I got one from my mortgage broker | 0:06:58 | 0:07:01 | |
that just had the stamp of the company. | 0:07:01 | 0:07:03 | |
I'm going to invest in a stamp with my name. Boom! | 0:07:03 | 0:07:07 | |
Give us that one. Boom! | 0:07:07 | 0:07:08 | |
On the other hand, there is nothing quite so guaranteed | 0:07:09 | 0:07:13 | |
to lighten the load at Christmas for the grumpy | 0:07:13 | 0:07:16 | |
than to have a good old laugh at someone else's expense. | 0:07:16 | 0:07:19 | |
Oh, go on, it's Christmas! | 0:07:19 | 0:07:21 | |
Time for goodwill to all men, let's make fun of someone. | 0:07:21 | 0:07:24 | |
Preferably someone close to us | 0:07:24 | 0:07:26 | |
who's too nice to even suspect what it is we're doing. | 0:07:26 | 0:07:30 | |
One thing I used to do at Christmas | 0:07:31 | 0:07:34 | |
was send my parents cards from fictitious people, | 0:07:34 | 0:07:38 | |
which is a great game to play. | 0:07:38 | 0:07:41 | |
"From Stan and Edie." | 0:07:41 | 0:07:42 | |
They'd go, "I don't know who they are, who are they?" | 0:07:42 | 0:07:45 | |
I'd be like, trying to compose myself. | 0:07:45 | 0:07:47 | |
"I don't know. Did you meet them on holiday?" | 0:07:47 | 0:07:50 | |
Or the Christmas card that says | 0:07:50 | 0:07:52 | |
"From Kate and Steve and Barbara, Jeff, Pat and Marge." | 0:07:52 | 0:07:58 | |
And you think, "Who the hell are they?!" | 0:07:58 | 0:08:00 | |
I did have visions of creating a further... | 0:08:00 | 0:08:04 | |
Like sending a picture of a baby and going, "Look, we've had a baby." | 0:08:04 | 0:08:07 | |
It could go on and on and on. | 0:08:07 | 0:08:09 | |
If it's not bad enough that your own year has been awful, | 0:08:12 | 0:08:15 | |
it's all so much worse | 0:08:15 | 0:08:17 | |
when you learn that everyone else's has been wonderful. | 0:08:17 | 0:08:21 | |
So let's get one thing straight. | 0:08:22 | 0:08:24 | |
We don't want to know how wonderful life is | 0:08:24 | 0:08:27 | |
for your smug, over-privileged selves | 0:08:27 | 0:08:30 | |
or your precocious kids or your irritating pets. | 0:08:30 | 0:08:33 | |
Get it? | 0:08:34 | 0:08:36 | |
You never seem to see any that say, | 0:08:38 | 0:08:41 | |
"Yeah, it's been a crap year really. | 0:08:41 | 0:08:43 | |
"Our eldest son is still in a borstal." | 0:08:43 | 0:08:47 | |
"Damian's been coming off heroin and his methadone's been going OK." | 0:08:47 | 0:08:51 | |
"Our youngest girl's off the crack cocaine, | 0:08:51 | 0:08:53 | |
"but she's not on the game any more, so that's good." | 0:08:53 | 0:08:57 | |
"And Barry is still on tag." | 0:08:57 | 0:09:00 | |
"Lawrence has left me | 0:09:00 | 0:09:03 | |
"for the third time. | 0:09:03 | 0:09:04 | |
"Yeah, he's got a new..." You never see those. | 0:09:04 | 0:09:07 | |
They're always about "Oh, we had a wonderful summer. | 0:09:07 | 0:09:11 | |
"Bill completed the fifth marathon, you know, at high altitude." | 0:09:11 | 0:09:18 | |
Great(!) | 0:09:18 | 0:09:19 | |
"Philippa did a walk across the Andes." | 0:09:19 | 0:09:22 | |
Get over it. | 0:09:22 | 0:09:23 | |
All the sickening things that these people have done, these families. | 0:09:23 | 0:09:27 | |
"Ben got straight As." | 0:09:27 | 0:09:29 | |
You're like, "Oh, right..." | 0:09:29 | 0:09:31 | |
They're giving the impression of the perfect family | 0:09:31 | 0:09:34 | |
and you know they've been screaming at each other | 0:09:34 | 0:09:36 | |
over Sunday lunch for most of the year. | 0:09:36 | 0:09:39 | |
So sending out cards is a total waste of time, | 0:09:39 | 0:09:42 | |
but at least it involves choosing a card, writing a message, | 0:09:42 | 0:09:46 | |
writing your address and going down to the post-box. | 0:09:46 | 0:09:49 | |
If all you can be bothered to do is to send the same text | 0:09:49 | 0:09:52 | |
to everyone in your contacts, | 0:09:52 | 0:09:54 | |
honestly, we'd really rather you didn't bother. | 0:09:54 | 0:09:57 | |
They've just thought, I'll text everyone cos everyone will think, | 0:09:58 | 0:10:02 | |
"Oh, isn't that lovely that we've heard from him on Christmas Day." | 0:10:02 | 0:10:06 | |
It's not lovely, it's vile. | 0:10:06 | 0:10:07 | |
Anyway, I won't get it until Boxing Day cos I've got my phone turned off. | 0:10:07 | 0:10:11 | |
You don't see them all year, then you start getting texts | 0:10:11 | 0:10:13 | |
and cards from people you don't really see | 0:10:13 | 0:10:15 | |
cos you don't want to see them. "Oh, I thought of you." | 0:10:15 | 0:10:18 | |
Well, stop thinking about me. | 0:10:18 | 0:10:20 | |
I have been sent a few of those email ones, | 0:10:20 | 0:10:22 | |
but they are quite easy to delete. | 0:10:22 | 0:10:24 | |
That's the nice thing, they leave no mess. | 0:10:24 | 0:10:26 | |
I would just like to send a message out to anyone that I know and love | 0:10:26 | 0:10:30 | |
or know and don't even like. | 0:10:30 | 0:10:32 | |
I wish you all a merry Christmas. | 0:10:32 | 0:10:33 | |
I won't be texting you back, if that's all right. | 0:10:33 | 0:10:36 | |
What especially gets up your snitch | 0:10:38 | 0:10:40 | |
is everyone seems to think Christmas is an opportunity to take advantage. | 0:10:40 | 0:10:45 | |
To do all the stuff they know they would never get away with the rest of the year. | 0:10:45 | 0:10:49 | |
Like knocking on your door, for example. | 0:10:49 | 0:10:51 | |
We don't like having people knock on the door at the best of times. | 0:10:51 | 0:10:54 | |
Usually we pretend be out or we tell them to take a hike. | 0:10:54 | 0:10:58 | |
-DOORBELL RINGS -At Christmas it's one after another. | 0:10:58 | 0:11:01 | |
And have you noticed, | 0:11:01 | 0:11:02 | |
somehow or other, they've all got their hands out. | 0:11:02 | 0:11:05 | |
The next thing you know we'll have the postman asking for a tip. | 0:11:05 | 0:11:09 | |
Now they can bog off! | 0:11:09 | 0:11:11 | |
I can always tell when it's gonna be Christmas, | 0:11:13 | 0:11:16 | |
because the dustbin men start smiling at you. That's first. | 0:11:16 | 0:11:19 | |
"Hello, Mr Davro, it's nearly Christmas!" | 0:11:19 | 0:11:21 | |
Which really cheeses me off. | 0:11:21 | 0:11:23 | |
Why should we tip people who get paid to empty the bins | 0:11:23 | 0:11:28 | |
or to deliver the milk? | 0:11:28 | 0:11:30 | |
Or the little scumbag who delivers the paper? | 0:11:30 | 0:11:33 | |
Eh? Merry Christmas, I picked up that whole...out of your bin bag in June. | 0:11:33 | 0:11:36 | |
Remember that? Fiver, please. | 0:11:36 | 0:11:38 | |
Although I did actually have a paper round when I was a kid, | 0:11:38 | 0:11:41 | |
I did get a Christmas box and people were very generous, | 0:11:41 | 0:11:44 | |
but I don't care about that because I'm not. | 0:11:44 | 0:11:47 | |
Stop banging on my door. Go away. | 0:11:47 | 0:11:49 | |
So the collective madness that starts to descend in October | 0:11:51 | 0:11:55 | |
and runs well into January | 0:11:55 | 0:11:58 | |
includes eating quantities and varieties of food | 0:11:58 | 0:12:00 | |
we would never countenance for the rest of the year. | 0:12:00 | 0:12:03 | |
Suddenly, it's like we're expecting Napoleon to drop by for dinner | 0:12:03 | 0:12:07 | |
during the siege of Moscow. | 0:12:07 | 0:12:08 | |
And oh, horror of horrors! | 0:12:08 | 0:12:11 | |
We haven't got enough satsumas to feed his entire bloody army. | 0:12:11 | 0:12:15 | |
Now, food shopping for Christmas. | 0:12:15 | 0:12:18 | |
Nowadays, most shops, and I don't know whether you know this, | 0:12:18 | 0:12:22 | |
most shops are open most of the time. | 0:12:22 | 0:12:25 | |
I'm only saying that to be helpful. | 0:12:25 | 0:12:28 | |
The justification is that the shops will be shut for one day, | 0:12:28 | 0:12:32 | |
so, oh, we'd better get a box of kumquats | 0:12:32 | 0:12:38 | |
just in case Aunty Mabel, | 0:12:38 | 0:12:42 | |
who is 93 and never eaten anything more exotic than luncheon meat, | 0:12:42 | 0:12:46 | |
suddenly goes, "Have you got a kumquat, dear?" | 0:12:46 | 0:12:48 | |
Every Christmas, you go in and, you know, you just think, | 0:12:48 | 0:12:52 | |
"Well, it's only a day or two, I can get some more stuff in tomorrow | 0:12:52 | 0:12:56 | |
"so I'll just take a basket | 0:12:56 | 0:12:58 | |
"and I'll put enough food in there for a day and a bit." | 0:12:58 | 0:13:02 | |
And then you are standing behind a whole army of people, | 0:13:02 | 0:13:07 | |
a phalanx of people, | 0:13:07 | 0:13:09 | |
with enormous great trolleys full of stuff. | 0:13:09 | 0:13:12 | |
I don't know how to shop for food at Christmas, | 0:13:15 | 0:13:18 | |
because it doesn't matter what time of day or night you go, | 0:13:18 | 0:13:21 | |
there's no sprouts, or no this or no that. | 0:13:21 | 0:13:23 | |
You cannot do your whole shop at once. | 0:13:23 | 0:13:26 | |
It's 2pm on a Saturday afternoon and Sainsbury's has sold out of sprouts. | 0:13:26 | 0:13:30 | |
How can that happen? | 0:13:30 | 0:13:31 | |
It's Christmas. Did you not think to get more sprouts in? | 0:13:31 | 0:13:35 | |
There's just one manky sprout with a maggot inside it | 0:13:35 | 0:13:37 | |
and people are killing each other for it. | 0:13:37 | 0:13:39 | |
"That's my sprout, you whore!" | 0:13:39 | 0:13:42 | |
What is it about the season to be jolly | 0:13:43 | 0:13:46 | |
that turns an average, normally balanced individual | 0:13:46 | 0:13:49 | |
into a crazed shopaholic? | 0:13:49 | 0:13:51 | |
Eh? | 0:13:51 | 0:13:52 | |
And considering it's supposed to be a time for goodwill to all men, | 0:13:52 | 0:13:56 | |
you'd think that people might make an effort. | 0:13:56 | 0:13:59 | |
A bit of elementary courtesy. | 0:13:59 | 0:14:01 | |
"After you" and all that stuff. | 0:14:01 | 0:14:03 | |
But, no. It's like, "I matter, you don't, get out of my way." | 0:14:03 | 0:14:09 | |
I hate the fact that when you go shopping at Christmas | 0:14:09 | 0:14:12 | |
there's all these people who don't normally go shopping | 0:14:12 | 0:14:15 | |
so don't know how to move around a supermarket. | 0:14:15 | 0:14:17 | |
It's the kind of shopping equivalent of Sunday drivers. | 0:14:17 | 0:14:22 | |
Why is your trolley in the middle of the aisle | 0:14:22 | 0:14:24 | |
while you're standing there examining a bit of blue cheese? | 0:14:24 | 0:14:27 | |
Move it over, so all these 30 people | 0:14:27 | 0:14:30 | |
who are also trying to use the supermarket can get down the aisle. | 0:14:30 | 0:14:34 | |
I start to hate myself, | 0:14:34 | 0:14:35 | |
cos I hear myself sound like a harridan | 0:14:35 | 0:14:37 | |
in the middle of some supermarket | 0:14:37 | 0:14:39 | |
and it's four days to Christmas and I just want to slap some old lady. | 0:14:39 | 0:14:43 | |
What was that? Who threw it? | 0:14:43 | 0:14:44 | |
The thing is I lose my nut around Christmas time | 0:14:44 | 0:14:48 | |
and if you're ever going to see Huey knock somebody out in a shop, | 0:14:48 | 0:14:51 | |
it's going to be around Christmas time. | 0:14:51 | 0:14:53 | |
Oh, there's another one. | 0:14:53 | 0:14:55 | |
When you get to the till and you've got everything up | 0:14:55 | 0:14:57 | |
and it's all going through and getting packed up, | 0:14:57 | 0:14:59 | |
get your purse out so you know where it is, | 0:14:59 | 0:15:01 | |
so I don't have to wait 25 minutes for you to root around in your bag, | 0:15:01 | 0:15:05 | |
because you can't find your purse. | 0:15:05 | 0:15:07 | |
And I know... | 0:15:07 | 0:15:09 | |
I know that they know this. | 0:15:09 | 0:15:11 | |
You get home and think, "I've forgotten the cranberry sauce." | 0:15:11 | 0:15:15 | |
OK, so we hate the cards, we hate the decorations, | 0:15:16 | 0:15:20 | |
we hate the shopping, we hate the false jollity | 0:15:20 | 0:15:22 | |
and we hate the family. | 0:15:22 | 0:15:23 | |
But what's the common theme that binds all that together? | 0:15:23 | 0:15:26 | |
What's going on in the background of all that hatred? Can anyone tell us? | 0:15:26 | 0:15:31 | |
Yes, that's right. | 0:15:31 | 0:15:34 | |
# It's Christma-a-a-a-a-a-a-as! # | 0:15:34 | 0:15:38 | |
As we go in shops in the beginning of November, | 0:15:38 | 0:15:42 | |
and hearing "Merry Christmas, everyone!" | 0:15:42 | 0:15:45 | |
again, every year, | 0:15:45 | 0:15:47 | |
bang out of order. | 0:15:47 | 0:15:49 | |
When they start to play Christmas songs too early, | 0:15:49 | 0:15:52 | |
the people that work in the shops kind of go a bit bovine | 0:15:52 | 0:15:55 | |
cos they've had to listen to it all day. | 0:15:55 | 0:15:57 | |
You go into the shop and you hear... | 0:15:57 | 0:15:59 | |
# It's Christma-a-a-a-a-a-a-as! # | 0:15:59 | 0:16:03 | |
They've had to listen to it all day till the end of their shift, | 0:16:03 | 0:16:06 | |
they've got nothing but that to look forward to. | 0:16:06 | 0:16:08 | |
They just go a bit mad. | 0:16:08 | 0:16:09 | |
If any managers are watching this | 0:16:09 | 0:16:11 | |
who make their staff listen to that music, | 0:16:11 | 0:16:13 | |
please for their sake and for all our sakes, | 0:16:13 | 0:16:15 | |
don't play that music at Christmas, it doesn't help anything. | 0:16:15 | 0:16:19 | |
# Christmastime... # | 0:16:19 | 0:16:20 | |
But the worst, the absolute worst, | 0:16:20 | 0:16:22 | |
the one thing guaranteed to make us want to kill has got to be this man. | 0:16:22 | 0:16:26 | |
You'd rather immerse your head | 0:16:26 | 0:16:29 | |
in a bucket of festive reindeer snot than listen to it. | 0:16:29 | 0:16:33 | |
But you have to. | 0:16:33 | 0:16:34 | |
Somebody beam me up. | 0:16:34 | 0:16:37 | |
You're already fairly murderous, aren't you? | 0:16:39 | 0:16:42 | |
You are in the supermarket, you want to kill people, | 0:16:42 | 0:16:44 | |
you don't need to hear Cliff Richard. | 0:16:44 | 0:16:46 | |
In fact you never need to hear Cliff Richard. Let's face it. | 0:16:46 | 0:16:49 | |
Cliff Richard! | 0:16:49 | 0:16:50 | |
Oh my God, no. | 0:16:50 | 0:16:52 | |
You certainly don't need to hear it | 0:16:53 | 0:16:55 | |
when you're at the point of murdering someone in the supermarket | 0:16:55 | 0:16:58 | |
cos it is just going to push you over the edge. | 0:16:58 | 0:17:00 | |
# With logs on the fire | 0:17:00 | 0:17:03 | |
# And gifts on the tree.. # | 0:17:03 | 0:17:06 | |
Give it a rest. | 0:17:07 | 0:17:08 | |
I know it's an easy target. | 0:17:08 | 0:17:09 | |
People talk about him as being an easy target. | 0:17:09 | 0:17:12 | |
It's an easy target because it is a target, | 0:17:12 | 0:17:14 | |
because it's rotten and it should not be allowed. | 0:17:14 | 0:17:17 | |
Surely there are some artists out there | 0:17:17 | 0:17:20 | |
who can think up some original Christmas songs. Please. | 0:17:20 | 0:17:23 | |
How many hours of my life is there that I'm never getting back | 0:17:23 | 0:17:26 | |
I've had to listen to Cliff Richard singing Mistletoe And Wine? | 0:17:26 | 0:17:29 | |
I should be able to sue somebody. | 0:17:29 | 0:17:30 | |
There should be somebody somewhere that I can deliver a writ to, | 0:17:30 | 0:17:35 | |
to get either money or the time back. | 0:17:35 | 0:17:38 | |
You know, I'm on dangerous ground here, | 0:17:38 | 0:17:41 | |
because I did have a big Christmas song out once. | 0:17:41 | 0:17:45 | |
It wasn't a Christmas song, | 0:17:45 | 0:17:46 | |
but Bob the Builder was the Christmas number one | 0:17:46 | 0:17:49 | |
in the year 2000. | 0:17:49 | 0:17:50 | |
It was a bit of a disco hit as it goes. | 0:17:50 | 0:17:53 | |
I had a Christmas number one, but the only thing was I was in hospital. | 0:17:53 | 0:17:56 | |
When I did that thing with my daughter, Kelly, | 0:17:56 | 0:17:59 | |
I nearly killed myself in a quad bike accident at the house. | 0:17:59 | 0:18:03 | |
I was in a coma for a while, so I missed Christmas. | 0:18:03 | 0:18:07 | |
Thank God! That's a good idea. | 0:18:07 | 0:18:08 | |
One of these Christmases I'll get on my quad bike and break my neck again. | 0:18:08 | 0:18:12 | |
Have a great Christmas everybody! | 0:18:12 | 0:18:14 | |
CHEERING | 0:18:14 | 0:18:16 | |
Isn't it lovely? | 0:18:20 | 0:18:22 | |
No, really, isn't it heart-warming to see? | 0:18:22 | 0:18:24 | |
It's the birth of our Lord and it brings out the best in us. | 0:18:24 | 0:18:27 | |
Goodwill to all men, peace on earth, a spiritual reawakening. | 0:18:27 | 0:18:32 | |
# Oh, baby... # | 0:18:32 | 0:18:34 | |
So, the only thing to be said for Christmas for most of us | 0:18:34 | 0:18:37 | |
is that it's a few days off. | 0:18:37 | 0:18:40 | |
True, you have to be with the family, | 0:18:40 | 0:18:42 | |
but at least you don't have to go to work, so as it's Christmas, | 0:18:42 | 0:18:46 | |
spare a thought for the poor sods who do have to work. | 0:18:46 | 0:18:49 | |
Can you imagine what it must be like to have to entertain this lot? | 0:18:49 | 0:18:53 | |
It's tired, drunk audiences around Christmas and food fights. | 0:18:53 | 0:18:57 | |
I mean, you know, it's not pretty. | 0:18:57 | 0:19:00 | |
And you turn up and you're the only one who's sober, | 0:19:00 | 0:19:02 | |
so you have to watch it and take it in and they never listen. | 0:19:02 | 0:19:06 | |
Christmas is a joyful time of drunken abandon for most people. | 0:19:06 | 0:19:09 | |
What it means for comedians is dodging Bacardi Breezer bottles. | 0:19:09 | 0:19:12 | |
"Let's see if I can hit this one in the face." | 0:19:12 | 0:19:15 | |
Chicken in a basket, listen to the beginning of a joke, | 0:19:15 | 0:19:17 | |
don't listen to the end of it, can be like that at some comedy clubs. | 0:19:17 | 0:19:20 | |
People get drunker and more jovial. | 0:19:20 | 0:19:21 | |
Dealing with people, A - being extremely drunk... | 0:19:21 | 0:19:25 | |
They're eating, they're trying to get off with someone... | 0:19:27 | 0:19:30 | |
And they're having to put up with you trying to tell them jokes. | 0:19:32 | 0:19:36 | |
So, quite a lot of the time, they're saying, | 0:19:36 | 0:19:38 | |
"Do you mind, we're trying to eat here!" | 0:19:38 | 0:19:41 | |
It's pretty rubbish being a stand-up comic around Christmas | 0:19:41 | 0:19:44 | |
from that point of view. | 0:19:44 | 0:19:45 | |
The money is good but it ought to be, because the gigs are crap. | 0:19:45 | 0:19:48 | |
And then the occasional splatter of vomit on a hard surface. | 0:19:48 | 0:19:53 | |
RETCHING | 0:19:53 | 0:19:55 | |
Cor! | 0:19:57 | 0:19:59 | |
But the thing that makes us sick isn't the excessive alcohol intake. | 0:20:01 | 0:20:06 | |
Oh, no. What really makes us reach for the sick bucket is the fact | 0:20:06 | 0:20:09 | |
that Christmas seems to be the time of year | 0:20:09 | 0:20:11 | |
when every halfwit celebrity thinks it's funny | 0:20:11 | 0:20:15 | |
to make a twit of himself. | 0:20:15 | 0:20:16 | |
None of our grumpiest would ever do that, would they? | 0:20:16 | 0:20:19 | |
I'm playing Buttons. | 0:20:19 | 0:20:21 | |
I've got my bellboy outfit on and everything, | 0:20:22 | 0:20:25 | |
which is luminous blue with silver braid | 0:20:25 | 0:20:30 | |
and it's also made of this nylon material. | 0:20:30 | 0:20:33 | |
I've seen it already, my costume. | 0:20:33 | 0:20:36 | |
I'm going to be secretly seething inside. | 0:20:36 | 0:20:40 | |
If you get a bad audience, | 0:20:40 | 0:20:41 | |
it's one of the worst jobs you can ever do in your entire life. | 0:20:41 | 0:20:44 | |
I'll be like that onstage, but behind going, | 0:20:44 | 0:20:46 | |
"Listen to those snotty little kids throwing peanuts at me!" | 0:20:46 | 0:20:51 | |
When the audience are good, you're on fire, | 0:20:51 | 0:20:53 | |
but when they're not good, you cannot do your dialogue fast enough. | 0:20:53 | 0:20:56 | |
MUMBLES QUICKLY | 0:20:56 | 0:20:58 | |
Because what they do, some audiences are really, really thick. | 0:20:58 | 0:21:01 | |
Oh, no, we're not! | 0:21:01 | 0:21:04 | |
CHILDREN: Oh, yes, you are! | 0:21:04 | 0:21:07 | |
Because you're the baddie, it doesn't matter what you say, | 0:21:07 | 0:21:10 | |
you've got these great gags, and lines, | 0:21:10 | 0:21:12 | |
you and Smee messing about and all that, | 0:21:12 | 0:21:15 | |
all they do is "Booooo! Sssss! Get off! Boo!" Constant. | 0:21:15 | 0:21:19 | |
It's all you can hear. A mass of hatred. | 0:21:19 | 0:21:23 | |
BOOING | 0:21:23 | 0:21:25 | |
Of all the many great mysteries surrounding Christmas, | 0:21:31 | 0:21:34 | |
this one has got to take the proverbial HobNob. | 0:21:34 | 0:21:37 | |
It's Jesus's birthday, | 0:21:37 | 0:21:40 | |
so we're going to go into the high street or into a forest, | 0:21:40 | 0:21:44 | |
murder an innocent spruce that is far too big for our house, | 0:21:44 | 0:21:47 | |
jam it in the car, so the needles drop, | 0:21:47 | 0:21:49 | |
take it home, stick it up in our living room | 0:21:49 | 0:21:51 | |
and cover it with tasteless rubbish. | 0:21:51 | 0:21:55 | |
What the hell could possibly be the point of that? | 0:21:55 | 0:21:58 | |
Did Jesus ever even see a spruce? | 0:21:58 | 0:22:01 | |
Did he ever even contemplate a bauble or a fairy for the top? | 0:22:01 | 0:22:06 | |
We think not. | 0:22:06 | 0:22:08 | |
What's the point of a tree? | 0:22:08 | 0:22:09 | |
What's the point of bringing a tree into your house? | 0:22:09 | 0:22:12 | |
You never bring a tree into your house under normal circumstances. | 0:22:12 | 0:22:15 | |
Why would you do that? | 0:22:15 | 0:22:16 | |
The tree, the tree! Oh, the tree. | 0:22:16 | 0:22:19 | |
Never do Christmas trees. | 0:22:19 | 0:22:20 | |
I got married, my wife wants me to do the Christmas tree thing. | 0:22:20 | 0:22:22 | |
My wife is a lovely lady, I love her more than anything, | 0:22:22 | 0:22:25 | |
so I do the Christmas tree thing. Not happy about it. | 0:22:25 | 0:22:27 | |
It's a pain in the arse. | 0:22:27 | 0:22:28 | |
It's bollocks. | 0:22:28 | 0:22:30 | |
Because usually I will have been quite late in getting the tree, | 0:22:30 | 0:22:34 | |
so it will be quite a mutant specimen of a tree, | 0:22:34 | 0:22:38 | |
so thereby you can't win. | 0:22:38 | 0:22:40 | |
You either get it too early | 0:22:40 | 0:22:42 | |
and it's dead before you put the decorations on. | 0:22:42 | 0:22:45 | |
So it's like, sort of, putting... | 0:22:45 | 0:22:47 | |
It's like doing full royal icing treatment on a digestive biscuit. | 0:22:47 | 0:22:53 | |
I don't like putting crap on the tree, | 0:22:53 | 0:22:55 | |
I don't like doing anything any of that stuff. Don't like it at all. | 0:22:55 | 0:22:58 | |
You think, does this room really look better now than it did before? | 0:22:58 | 0:23:03 | |
No. | 0:23:03 | 0:23:04 | |
Look. | 0:23:05 | 0:23:08 | |
It's not too bad! | 0:23:08 | 0:23:10 | |
There's still plenty of life there. | 0:23:10 | 0:23:12 | |
There is some sadistic bastard who designs Christmas tree lights. | 0:23:12 | 0:23:17 | |
That like, if one blows, you don't... Do you know what I mean? | 0:23:17 | 0:23:21 | |
You don't know how to mend it. | 0:23:21 | 0:23:24 | |
Is it one of those things where you just have to try every bulb | 0:23:24 | 0:23:27 | |
when it's on the tree? | 0:23:27 | 0:23:29 | |
We used to light them on fire, | 0:23:29 | 0:23:30 | |
bring them through the roofs of the buildings we used to live in, | 0:23:30 | 0:23:34 | |
light them on fire and throw them in the street. | 0:23:34 | 0:23:36 | |
That's what they're good for. | 0:23:36 | 0:23:38 | |
Ever seen one of those land on a taxi cab? | 0:23:38 | 0:23:40 | |
That's fun, that's Christmas. | 0:23:40 | 0:23:43 | |
By the way, not that it really matters, | 0:23:44 | 0:23:47 | |
but does anyone remember the actual story? | 0:23:47 | 0:23:49 | |
Anyone know what actually happened? Something about a big star? | 0:23:49 | 0:23:53 | |
Something about a census I seem to recall. | 0:23:53 | 0:23:55 | |
No room at the inn, | 0:23:55 | 0:23:57 | |
shepherds washing their socks by night, was it? | 0:23:57 | 0:24:00 | |
And who on earth was Good King Wenceslas anyway? | 0:24:00 | 0:24:05 | |
It's a bit unfortunate really with the traditional Christmas | 0:24:05 | 0:24:08 | |
and those three presents, isn't it? | 0:24:08 | 0:24:10 | |
Gold, frankincense and myrrh. | 0:24:10 | 0:24:13 | |
I mean, it would have been better if the three wise men | 0:24:13 | 0:24:18 | |
had come with gold, | 0:24:18 | 0:24:22 | |
barley wine, soap on a rope, or something like that. | 0:24:22 | 0:24:25 | |
If someone brings you frankincense, and myrrh, | 0:24:25 | 0:24:28 | |
that is the stuff you are supposed to give people when they die. | 0:24:28 | 0:24:31 | |
You know. So what are you showing the kid, | 0:24:32 | 0:24:34 | |
"I don't know if he's going to make it." | 0:24:34 | 0:24:37 | |
I think - it's only my view - | 0:24:37 | 0:24:40 | |
that the Three Wise Men were caught on the hop, | 0:24:40 | 0:24:44 | |
which is fair enough, it was the first Christmas. | 0:24:44 | 0:24:47 | |
They hadn't been planning, they hadn't been shopping, | 0:24:47 | 0:24:50 | |
they hadn't been told 120 shopping days until the birth of Christ. | 0:24:50 | 0:24:56 | |
If you were Jesus right now, | 0:24:56 | 0:24:59 | |
you'd be thinking, "Oh! What a waste! | 0:24:59 | 0:25:02 | |
"Why did I bother?" | 0:25:02 | 0:25:04 | |
So, with all this unavoidable and unutterable | 0:25:06 | 0:25:09 | |
festive crapulence back at home, | 0:25:09 | 0:25:11 | |
you could easily be forgiven for wanting to get away from it all. | 0:25:11 | 0:25:15 | |
Somewhere hot and sunny, | 0:25:15 | 0:25:16 | |
somewhere where you can leave the lunacy behind. Somewhere sane. | 0:25:16 | 0:25:20 | |
-Merry Christmas! -Merry Christmas! | 0:25:20 | 0:25:22 | |
But no, forget it, there's no escape. | 0:25:22 | 0:25:25 | |
Wherever you go, Christmas blooming cheer wants to try and come with you. | 0:25:25 | 0:25:30 | |
Merry Christmas! | 0:25:30 | 0:25:31 | |
Happy Christmas! | 0:25:31 | 0:25:33 | |
Should we go away for Christmas this year? | 0:25:33 | 0:25:36 | |
Great romantic idea about travelling abroad | 0:25:36 | 0:25:38 | |
and sitting in the sun for Christmas. | 0:25:38 | 0:25:40 | |
In Mexico no less I went once with a girlfriend. | 0:25:40 | 0:25:44 | |
And... | 0:25:44 | 0:25:46 | |
Unmitigated disaster. | 0:25:46 | 0:25:48 | |
I couldn't be anywhere hot for Christmas. | 0:25:48 | 0:25:51 | |
Just the idea appals me. | 0:25:51 | 0:25:53 | |
I mean, it doesn't feel like Christmas anyway. | 0:25:53 | 0:25:55 | |
Where you end up is in some hotel with lots of ex-pat Brits | 0:25:55 | 0:25:58 | |
all with honkers and bloody hats with tassels on them, | 0:25:58 | 0:26:01 | |
going, "Merry Christmas." | 0:26:01 | 0:26:03 | |
Merry Christmas! Yay! | 0:26:03 | 0:26:06 | |
You might as well be in Oxford Street. | 0:26:06 | 0:26:08 | |
It was revolting, I hated it. | 0:26:08 | 0:26:09 | |
People go, "Oh, it's lovely, bit of winter sun, fantastic!" | 0:26:09 | 0:26:12 | |
Merry Christmas! Tis the season to be jolly. | 0:26:12 | 0:26:16 | |
Just think, too weird. It's weird, it's wrong. | 0:26:16 | 0:26:18 | |
I don't know, why do we want to be warm at Christmas? | 0:26:18 | 0:26:21 | |
It's supposed to be cold, isn't it? | 0:26:21 | 0:26:23 | |
People send you pictures of themselves having turkey | 0:26:23 | 0:26:26 | |
on the beach in Bondi Beach or something like that. | 0:26:26 | 0:26:29 | |
You know, that looks crap. | 0:26:29 | 0:26:31 | |
One year, Sharon said, "You know what we can do, | 0:26:31 | 0:26:33 | |
"We can get Concorde and go to Lapland." | 0:26:33 | 0:26:35 | |
I said "See you later." | 0:26:35 | 0:26:37 | |
You know, we spent Christmas Day | 0:26:37 | 0:26:40 | |
riding across the Sahara on camels, | 0:26:40 | 0:26:45 | |
which sounds lovely, | 0:26:45 | 0:26:47 | |
but who knew that the Sahara Desert is freezing cold in December. | 0:26:47 | 0:26:54 | |
And it was raining. | 0:26:54 | 0:26:56 | |
I was sat on a wet stinking camel. | 0:26:56 | 0:26:59 | |
I don't know if you've ever ridden on a camel before, | 0:26:59 | 0:27:02 | |
but they make this noise like a giant coffee percolator | 0:27:02 | 0:27:07 | |
and they foam at the mouth and my one kept turning around, | 0:27:07 | 0:27:10 | |
going "Bl-bl-bl-bllaaa! Bl-bl-bl-bllaaa!" | 0:27:10 | 0:27:13 | |
Like it was going to eat me. | 0:27:13 | 0:27:14 | |
# Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer... # | 0:27:14 | 0:27:17 | |
Or, of course, you could always choose to embrace the real spirit of the festive season | 0:27:17 | 0:27:23 | |
by going to the traditional home of Christmas, wherever that is. | 0:27:23 | 0:27:27 | |
Somewhere north, isn't it? | 0:27:27 | 0:27:28 | |
About six years ago, my sister and I went to Sweden for a holiday | 0:27:30 | 0:27:33 | |
and in one of the restaurants, reindeer was on the menu. | 0:27:33 | 0:27:37 | |
And we both looked at each other and thought | 0:27:37 | 0:27:39 | |
"That's not quite right, eating reindeer." | 0:27:39 | 0:27:41 | |
Then we thought how much do we hate Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer as a song? | 0:27:41 | 0:27:47 | |
So we took great delight in ordering and eating it, covered in sauce. | 0:27:47 | 0:27:52 | |
Imagining it was Rudolph and it was our revenge on that song. | 0:27:53 | 0:27:57 | |
In certain Middle European countries, | 0:27:58 | 0:28:00 | |
I believe they offer Noddy Holder on the menu. | 0:28:00 | 0:28:03 | |
One of the unvarnished joys of Christmas | 0:28:05 | 0:28:08 | |
is that it's a time to be with the family, | 0:28:08 | 0:28:11 | |
but which family? | 0:28:11 | 0:28:13 | |
His? Hers? The ex's? | 0:28:13 | 0:28:14 | |
Whichever one you choose, you're guaranteed to upset somebody | 0:28:14 | 0:28:18 | |
and isn't it fun to spend all that time on the motorway | 0:28:18 | 0:28:21 | |
with overtired and over-excited kids on the back seat? | 0:28:21 | 0:28:24 | |
What do we think? | 0:28:24 | 0:28:26 | |
Should we set off early to avoid the last-minute rush? Ha! | 0:28:26 | 0:28:30 | |
When I was a lad, we'd go up to Birmingham | 0:28:30 | 0:28:33 | |
where my mum's side of the family lived. | 0:28:33 | 0:28:35 | |
But I seem to remember it always started off, | 0:28:35 | 0:28:40 | |
first of all with this journey that seemed to take so long, | 0:28:40 | 0:28:43 | |
stuck in so much traffic with so many people on December 23rd. | 0:28:43 | 0:28:47 | |
And then at the end of the journey, | 0:28:47 | 0:28:50 | |
there being a period of about an hour and a half | 0:28:50 | 0:28:53 | |
where we just stood around | 0:28:53 | 0:28:56 | |
while my dad and various men from the family discussed the route | 0:28:56 | 0:29:01 | |
that he'd taken to get through Birmingham off the motorway. | 0:29:01 | 0:29:05 | |
The worst thing about Christmas is the hectic dash | 0:29:05 | 0:29:09 | |
from one eggy gift-giving event to another. | 0:29:09 | 0:29:14 | |
And you hurry from one arena of disappointment to a fresh one. | 0:29:14 | 0:29:18 | |
That's the kind of pressure that's horrible about Christmas. | 0:29:18 | 0:29:20 | |
One person wanting you and another person wanting you. | 0:29:20 | 0:29:23 | |
Do you know what, neither of you are having me, | 0:29:23 | 0:29:26 | |
I'm going to sit on the loo with a cooked turkey breast from Tesco | 0:29:26 | 0:29:30 | |
and drink three bottles of claret and a bottle of Scotch | 0:29:30 | 0:29:33 | |
with a portable television and you can all bugger off. | 0:29:33 | 0:29:35 | |
I have this memory of hours going by. | 0:29:35 | 0:29:40 | |
"What you did is you should have taken the A234 off of Stechford | 0:29:40 | 0:29:43 | |
"and that way you cut out the bottleneck at Digbeth | 0:29:43 | 0:29:46 | |
"and you go round the back of Erdington..." | 0:29:46 | 0:29:48 | |
I have had Christmases where I have had to have | 0:29:52 | 0:29:55 | |
more than one Christmas dinner on Christmas Day | 0:29:55 | 0:29:58 | |
for fear of offending people. | 0:29:58 | 0:30:00 | |
It's just been easier that way to eat two full Christmas dinners. | 0:30:01 | 0:30:06 | |
I can't do these people that drive, | 0:30:06 | 0:30:07 | |
do three different drives to keep everyone happy. | 0:30:07 | 0:30:10 | |
Once you pop a sprog out you can do anything. | 0:30:10 | 0:30:11 | |
"I'm sorry, I've got kids. We just can't travel, I've got a baby | 0:30:11 | 0:30:14 | |
"and no-one in the history of Earth has ever had a baby before. | 0:30:14 | 0:30:18 | |
"If I leave the house, | 0:30:18 | 0:30:19 | |
"we will all achieve gaseous form and die instantly". | 0:30:19 | 0:30:22 | |
"Everyone has to come to us now, because I'm lactating". | 0:30:22 | 0:30:25 | |
My dad going, "You see, the mistake I made was that at Sutton Coldfield I went..." | 0:30:25 | 0:30:29 | |
"Oh, right, well, that's what you did. In future, go..." | 0:30:29 | 0:30:31 | |
And this was Christmas to me. | 0:30:31 | 0:30:34 | |
I'm sure I've remembered it wrong, | 0:30:34 | 0:30:36 | |
but I seem to remember that going through most of Christmas | 0:30:36 | 0:30:39 | |
and then we left. | 0:30:39 | 0:30:41 | |
As for Christmas morning, it's brilliant. The roads are empty. | 0:30:41 | 0:30:43 | |
There's just a few malicious police going, | 0:30:43 | 0:30:46 | |
"Everyone's over the limit. Who shall we pick, PC Gary?" | 0:30:46 | 0:30:48 | |
"I don't know, PC Ga..." This is Southend Police. | 0:30:48 | 0:30:51 | |
"I don't know, they're probably all drunk. Isn't that right, PC Dave?" | 0:30:51 | 0:30:54 | |
So, one of the many things that grumpies like us don't do very well is buying presents for other people. | 0:30:56 | 0:31:02 | |
We're just not very good at it. | 0:31:02 | 0:31:05 | |
We can't work out why we have to give people presents | 0:31:05 | 0:31:08 | |
on Jesus's birthday anyway. | 0:31:08 | 0:31:09 | |
There's so much rubbish on sale that we can't work out what to buy anybody. | 0:31:09 | 0:31:14 | |
So we leave it and we leave it and then before you know where you are, | 0:31:14 | 0:31:18 | |
it's the last minute and you're in a panic. | 0:31:18 | 0:31:23 | |
And I will be stopping at every service station, panicking, | 0:31:23 | 0:31:27 | |
breaking out in a sweat like a Geordie in a spelling test. | 0:31:27 | 0:31:30 | |
And you try and find the biggest megastore, | 0:31:30 | 0:31:33 | |
where they sell everything under the one roof, as possible. | 0:31:33 | 0:31:36 | |
I go shopping on Christmas Eve, something like half-past three | 0:31:36 | 0:31:40 | |
I'll probably get into the shops on Christmas Eve. | 0:31:40 | 0:31:42 | |
And run out of ideas very, very quickly. | 0:31:42 | 0:31:45 | |
I tend to buy my father a book that I know he's already got, | 0:31:45 | 0:31:50 | |
so that I can have it. | 0:31:50 | 0:31:51 | |
Why would you go shopping on Christmas Eve? | 0:31:51 | 0:31:54 | |
Oh! | 0:31:54 | 0:31:55 | |
Er... | 0:31:55 | 0:31:57 | |
It's just a total waste of money and time. | 0:31:57 | 0:32:00 | |
I suppose it's the price you pay, isn't it? | 0:32:00 | 0:32:03 | |
For Christmas, "the giving season". | 0:32:03 | 0:32:05 | |
I know somebody that goes, "Oh, it's such a wonderful atmosphere, the carol singers... " | 0:32:05 | 0:32:10 | |
And you think, "What? You are mental!" | 0:32:10 | 0:32:12 | |
Crowds and crowds of like-minded, irritable, dead-eyed souls. | 0:32:12 | 0:32:17 | |
Buying presents for anyone is tricky enough, | 0:32:21 | 0:32:24 | |
but getting the right thing for your loved one? | 0:32:24 | 0:32:26 | |
Well, you've got more chance of parting a banker and his bonus. | 0:32:26 | 0:32:30 | |
Good luck with that. | 0:32:30 | 0:32:32 | |
You get the usual thing, don't you, when it comes to presents. | 0:32:32 | 0:32:35 | |
It's like, "Don't get me anything this year." | 0:32:35 | 0:32:38 | |
Would you risk that one? | 0:32:39 | 0:32:41 | |
Really? | 0:32:41 | 0:32:42 | |
In our family we've kind of got it down now to, it's got to be thoughtful. | 0:32:42 | 0:32:46 | |
I'm rubbish at being thoughtful. | 0:32:47 | 0:32:49 | |
Really rubbish at being thoughtful. | 0:32:49 | 0:32:51 | |
"Well, I thought I'd get you a golf-club polisher". | 0:32:51 | 0:32:56 | |
Especially presents for wife is very difficult, you know. | 0:32:56 | 0:32:59 | |
I think most men feel like this. | 0:32:59 | 0:33:01 | |
There's only one golden rule - | 0:33:01 | 0:33:02 | |
for God's sake, don't go anywhere near the kitchenware department. | 0:33:02 | 0:33:06 | |
If you're a last-minute shopper, and I think a lot of men are, | 0:33:06 | 0:33:09 | |
you get to this point on Christmas Eve with about two hours to spare | 0:33:09 | 0:33:13 | |
and you think, "Right, I've got to do it now." | 0:33:13 | 0:33:16 | |
And every shop you look into becomes a possible present for a minute, | 0:33:16 | 0:33:19 | |
you're looking at things - "I'll get her some perfume. | 0:33:19 | 0:33:22 | |
No, that's too obvious". | 0:33:22 | 0:33:24 | |
"I'll get her some underwear. Mm, no, wrong message. | 0:33:24 | 0:33:27 | |
"Well, right message, but the wrong time of year". | 0:33:27 | 0:33:29 | |
"Er, I'll get her a dress. | 0:33:29 | 0:33:30 | |
"What sort of dress shall I get her? "What dress? I don't know what dress. | 0:33:30 | 0:33:33 | |
"The one on the assistant looks really good". | 0:33:33 | 0:33:36 | |
"Erm, maybe I'll get her some meat. | 0:33:36 | 0:33:37 | |
"No, I'll get fish. That'll be really good," | 0:33:37 | 0:33:40 | |
"It's going to be extinct soon. It'll be a collector's item". | 0:33:40 | 0:33:43 | |
"No, I can't, that's ridiculous. What will I get her? | 0:33:43 | 0:33:45 | |
"I'll put a bet on a horse. Yes, I'll put a bet on a horse". | 0:33:45 | 0:33:48 | |
"It'll be different, original..." Rubbish. | 0:33:48 | 0:33:51 | |
Last year, and this is true, there was about half an hour left. | 0:33:55 | 0:33:57 | |
I was in Wimbledon, I was doing a pantomime in Wimbledon. | 0:33:57 | 0:34:00 | |
And a van went past me for the London Door Company, | 0:34:00 | 0:34:03 | |
and I briefly thought, "I could get her a door!" | 0:34:03 | 0:34:07 | |
# The holly and the ivy... # | 0:34:07 | 0:34:09 | |
OK, it's almost Christmas. | 0:34:09 | 0:34:12 | |
So we need to go to a place of spiritual awakening. | 0:34:12 | 0:34:15 | |
A place where we can imbibe the spirit of peace and love | 0:34:15 | 0:34:18 | |
and goodwill to all men. | 0:34:18 | 0:34:20 | |
A place where we can lift up our hearts and sing. | 0:34:20 | 0:34:23 | |
The local church for the midnight carol service maybe. | 0:34:23 | 0:34:27 | |
No? | 0:34:27 | 0:34:28 | |
Where else could we possibly express the true spirit of Christmas | 0:34:28 | 0:34:32 | |
in the 21st century? | 0:34:32 | 0:34:34 | |
# Jingle bells, jingle, jangle | 0:34:34 | 0:34:37 | |
# Jingle all the way | 0:34:37 | 0:34:39 | |
# Oh, what fun it is to ride In a one-horse open sleigh, hey! | 0:34:39 | 0:34:46 | |
# Jingle bells, jingle bells | 0:34:46 | 0:34:49 | |
# Jingle all the way | 0:34:49 | 0:34:52 | |
# Oh, what fun it is to ride In a one-horse open sleigh. # | 0:34:52 | 0:34:57 | |
RETCHING | 0:34:57 | 0:34:58 | |
When I was younger, you used to go home and see all your friends, | 0:34:58 | 0:35:02 | |
you'd go out and go to a pub. | 0:35:02 | 0:35:03 | |
There was always a pub on the market square. | 0:35:03 | 0:35:05 | |
You'd all meet up, 20, 30 of you. | 0:35:05 | 0:35:08 | |
You'd get pissed, you'd come home, you'd puke in the hallway. | 0:35:08 | 0:35:12 | |
You'd get up the next day totally hung-over, | 0:35:12 | 0:35:14 | |
and ruin Christmas for everybody. | 0:35:14 | 0:35:16 | |
So says mother. | 0:35:16 | 0:35:17 | |
Christmas Eve is a time when all of the sort of difficulties of Christmas crystallise, if you like, | 0:35:17 | 0:35:24 | |
in that the enforced jollity and the stress all combine | 0:35:24 | 0:35:29 | |
to make it probably the most violent evening of the year, I would think. | 0:35:29 | 0:35:33 | |
And now I stay at home, get totally drunk, | 0:35:33 | 0:35:36 | |
puke up in the hallway, wake up the next day totally hung-over, | 0:35:36 | 0:35:40 | |
ruin Christmas for everyone. | 0:35:40 | 0:35:41 | |
There must be more pub fights on Christmas Eve than at any other time. | 0:35:41 | 0:35:46 | |
The stress of having to enjoy yourself | 0:35:47 | 0:35:49 | |
induces this kind of terrible drinking behaviour, | 0:35:49 | 0:35:53 | |
so I don't think I've had a hangover-free Christmas ever. | 0:35:53 | 0:35:59 | |
That's a bit sad. | 0:35:59 | 0:36:01 | |
Or is that quite cool? | 0:36:01 | 0:36:03 | |
No, it's a bit sad. | 0:36:03 | 0:36:04 | |
Happy Christmas, Lance. | 0:36:04 | 0:36:06 | |
And Happy New Year to you! | 0:36:06 | 0:36:08 | |
So, you've had a skinful the night before... | 0:36:12 | 0:36:15 | |
ALARM RINGS | 0:36:15 | 0:36:16 | |
..Crawled in at 3am, so you look and feel like a rat's bum | 0:36:16 | 0:36:19 | |
when you wake up the next morning. | 0:36:19 | 0:36:21 | |
Then it dawns on you. | 0:36:21 | 0:36:22 | |
You're supposed to be full of Christmas cheer | 0:36:23 | 0:36:26 | |
and all you're full of is dyspepsia. | 0:36:26 | 0:36:28 | |
And guess what else is happening to complete your joy? | 0:36:28 | 0:36:31 | |
Yes, that's right. | 0:36:31 | 0:36:33 | |
The in-laws are coming over. | 0:36:33 | 0:36:35 | |
Oh, joy(!) Oh, bliss(!) | 0:36:35 | 0:36:38 | |
DOORBELL RINGS | 0:36:38 | 0:36:39 | |
Oh, my God! | 0:36:39 | 0:36:41 | |
Yes, we're all grumpy. | 0:36:44 | 0:36:47 | |
Grumpy men and grumpy women, grumpy boys and grumpy girls. | 0:36:47 | 0:36:51 | |
Miserable in tooth and claw. | 0:36:51 | 0:36:52 | |
But even we, hard-hearted and dyed in the wool cynics that we are, | 0:36:52 | 0:36:56 | |
can't help but get a little dewy-eyed on Christmas morning. | 0:36:56 | 0:37:01 | |
What could be more magical | 0:37:02 | 0:37:04 | |
than the giving and receiving of presents? | 0:37:04 | 0:37:06 | |
Ho! | 0:37:06 | 0:37:07 | |
The big difference between posh people and common people | 0:37:07 | 0:37:10 | |
is that common people open their presents first thing in the morning | 0:37:10 | 0:37:14 | |
and posh people open theirs later on. | 0:37:14 | 0:37:17 | |
You might want to remember that. | 0:37:17 | 0:37:20 | |
But even this simple stuff is fraught with 1,000 complications. | 0:37:20 | 0:37:23 | |
Did they spend more on you than you did on them? | 0:37:23 | 0:37:27 | |
Did you accidentally give them back the same hot water bottle cosy | 0:37:27 | 0:37:30 | |
they gave you last Christmas? | 0:37:30 | 0:37:31 | |
And hardest of all, when you receive something you don't want | 0:37:31 | 0:37:36 | |
and have given away something you do want, | 0:37:36 | 0:37:38 | |
you are supposed to look happy. | 0:37:38 | 0:37:40 | |
How's that supposed to work, then? | 0:37:40 | 0:37:43 | |
Let me set the scene for you. | 0:37:44 | 0:37:46 | |
Knocking at the door, entering with your hands laden | 0:37:46 | 0:37:50 | |
with this pile of presents, | 0:37:50 | 0:37:52 | |
like a scene out of Meet Me In St Louis. | 0:37:52 | 0:37:54 | |
In you go with your presents for all your brothers and sisters | 0:37:54 | 0:37:58 | |
and families and friends and all their little ones... | 0:37:58 | 0:38:01 | |
Cut to leaving the place with one small paperback | 0:38:01 | 0:38:05 | |
that you've already read. | 0:38:05 | 0:38:07 | |
The really rubbish thing about Christmas is you have to enjoy the gift of giving. | 0:38:07 | 0:38:11 | |
You actually have to do that, that's one of those things, | 0:38:11 | 0:38:14 | |
when you're told younger that the joy is in the giving and you think, "Oh, piss off!" | 0:38:14 | 0:38:18 | |
No, the joy's the frenzied unwrapping, | 0:38:18 | 0:38:22 | |
like a sort of crazed Velociraptor, | 0:38:22 | 0:38:25 | |
tearing its prey apart like that. | 0:38:25 | 0:38:28 | |
When the Christmas spirit normally hits me, | 0:38:28 | 0:38:31 | |
is normally that 30-second period on Christmas morning | 0:38:31 | 0:38:34 | |
when I grab a present from under the tree and rip off enough paper | 0:38:34 | 0:38:38 | |
to realise that somebody's bought me the same old tat again. | 0:38:38 | 0:38:41 | |
Actually, what I've done is sometimes, | 0:38:41 | 0:38:43 | |
and it's a bit inexcusable this, | 0:38:43 | 0:38:45 | |
I've looked at it and thought, | 0:38:45 | 0:38:46 | |
"What a pile of cack you've sent me here!" | 0:38:46 | 0:38:49 | |
"Who don't I like very much I've got to send a present to? | 0:38:49 | 0:38:51 | |
"I'll send it to them". I redo it and send it back. | 0:38:51 | 0:38:53 | |
It's going to be something that someone gave them | 0:38:53 | 0:38:56 | |
that they didn't want that they gave you cos it's last-minute stuff. | 0:38:56 | 0:38:58 | |
If you have people over at your house, | 0:38:58 | 0:39:00 | |
they feel they've got to bring something. | 0:39:00 | 0:39:02 | |
If you come to my house, don't bring anything. | 0:39:02 | 0:39:04 | |
Just come. Bring liquor. Bring Scotch. | 0:39:04 | 0:39:06 | |
As my nan lost her mind more and more, | 0:39:06 | 0:39:09 | |
she would just wrap up found objects, weird objects. | 0:39:09 | 0:39:13 | |
You know, she'd just wrap... My brother got a stone one year. | 0:39:13 | 0:39:16 | |
It was just clearly a stone that she'd found. | 0:39:16 | 0:39:18 | |
She'd be like, "Something you're going to like". | 0:39:18 | 0:39:20 | |
It's just a stone in wrapping paper you have to... | 0:39:20 | 0:39:23 | |
My dad, you're getting the eye. | 0:39:23 | 0:39:24 | |
You have to go, "Brilliant! Just what I wanted, a stone!" | 0:39:24 | 0:39:26 | |
My mum, God bless her, she will buy presents, | 0:39:26 | 0:39:29 | |
but she'll buy them on spec in the middle of the year. | 0:39:29 | 0:39:32 | |
She'll go somewhere, to something like... | 0:39:32 | 0:39:36 | |
the Wensleydale Cheese Sculpture Centre, or something like that. | 0:39:36 | 0:39:42 | |
And she will get carried away in the moment. | 0:39:42 | 0:39:46 | |
It's not about the getting. It's about the giving. | 0:39:46 | 0:39:50 | |
I realise that, but... | 0:39:50 | 0:39:52 | |
But... | 0:39:52 | 0:39:54 | |
Giving sucks. | 0:39:54 | 0:39:55 | |
Oh, yes. | 0:39:59 | 0:40:00 | |
So, when was the last time you received a present you really wanted? | 0:40:00 | 0:40:04 | |
You know, like a motorbike or a drum kit? | 0:40:04 | 0:40:07 | |
As it is, if you can manage to look grateful for an electric tin-opener, | 0:40:07 | 0:40:11 | |
you deserve an Academy Award. | 0:40:11 | 0:40:13 | |
"Oh, how lovely, Marjorie, just what I always wanted. | 0:40:13 | 0:40:16 | |
"Did you keep the receipt?" | 0:40:16 | 0:40:18 | |
Oh, you are a one! Honestly! | 0:40:18 | 0:40:21 | |
We asked our grumpiest to show us how to do it. | 0:40:23 | 0:40:26 | |
Oh, that's so sweet. | 0:40:26 | 0:40:27 | |
You shouldn't have. Really, you shouldn't have. | 0:40:27 | 0:40:30 | |
What lovely, appropriate paper. | 0:40:30 | 0:40:32 | |
A lot of tape on this! | 0:40:32 | 0:40:35 | |
Now, what an original piece! | 0:40:41 | 0:40:43 | |
Really nice. Is this glass? | 0:40:43 | 0:40:45 | |
-GLASS SMASHES -Nice. | 0:40:45 | 0:40:47 | |
That's lovely. Now, I can... I'd put that in... In a bedroom. | 0:40:51 | 0:40:57 | |
Oh, God, that is... That's lovely. | 0:40:57 | 0:41:00 | |
Oh, it's so sweet. Thank you so much. | 0:41:00 | 0:41:03 | |
It's really thoughtful of you. | 0:41:03 | 0:41:06 | |
Oh, that's so cute! Oh, I love it! | 0:41:08 | 0:41:12 | |
Oh, thanks. | 0:41:12 | 0:41:14 | |
Scary, right? | 0:41:14 | 0:41:16 | |
Nice. Did you... | 0:41:18 | 0:41:20 | |
Did you like the diamond necklace I bought you? | 0:41:20 | 0:41:23 | |
Here you go, Granddad. | 0:41:24 | 0:41:27 | |
For common people, then, it's time for lunch. | 0:41:27 | 0:41:30 | |
Oh, what a treat. | 0:41:30 | 0:41:31 | |
Enough turkey to give you constipation for a month | 0:41:31 | 0:41:34 | |
washed down with sweet, fizzy wine, | 0:41:34 | 0:41:37 | |
because Grandma doesn't like that dry muck you usually serve. | 0:41:37 | 0:41:40 | |
Never mind! | 0:41:40 | 0:41:41 | |
There's always the consistently disappointing crackers to pull, | 0:41:41 | 0:41:45 | |
the dry leathery turkey to eat, the fart-inducing sprouts to avoid | 0:41:45 | 0:41:49 | |
and the slightly too-drunk in-laws to placate. | 0:41:49 | 0:41:53 | |
Great(!) So the wait's been worth it(!) | 0:41:53 | 0:41:57 | |
Christmas dinner. Well, I haven't always cooked Christmas dinner, | 0:41:58 | 0:42:02 | |
because I've often gone off to family and in-laws and things. | 0:42:02 | 0:42:06 | |
But now I've got kids of my own, I have done it a couple of times, | 0:42:06 | 0:42:10 | |
because I want to start my own traditions that they can take | 0:42:10 | 0:42:15 | |
and memories of their mother | 0:42:15 | 0:42:17 | |
screaming and crawling on the kitchen floor, | 0:42:17 | 0:42:20 | |
going, "What happened to those?! | 0:42:20 | 0:42:22 | |
"They were like parsnips when I put them in and now... | 0:42:22 | 0:42:26 | |
"Now they're... | 0:42:26 | 0:42:27 | |
"What is that? What is that?" | 0:42:27 | 0:42:29 | |
My mum left the giblets in a plastic bag in the turkey | 0:42:29 | 0:42:33 | |
and the plastic melted in the turkey on to the spuds, | 0:42:33 | 0:42:36 | |
so everything tasted of plastic. | 0:42:36 | 0:42:38 | |
It was just so miserable, because my dad just couldn't... | 0:42:38 | 0:42:41 | |
Doesn't have the ability to laugh it off. | 0:42:41 | 0:42:43 | |
"The whole Christmas ruined!" | 0:42:43 | 0:42:45 | |
One year they had Christmas dinner at midnight in my house, | 0:42:46 | 0:42:50 | |
because it takes me so long to make Christmas dinner, | 0:42:50 | 0:42:53 | |
cos I get really into it | 0:42:53 | 0:42:54 | |
and like, start peeling cranberries with my bloody...you know. | 0:42:54 | 0:42:58 | |
And doing all sorts... | 0:42:58 | 0:42:59 | |
I'd have to make it all from scratch and it drives my family nuts. | 0:42:59 | 0:43:02 | |
And they in turn are then horrible to me because they're hungry. | 0:43:02 | 0:43:06 | |
I can't bear it when Christmas dinner turns up and some of it's cold. | 0:43:06 | 0:43:09 | |
You don't feel you've got the right to moan, | 0:43:09 | 0:43:11 | |
cos someone's been trapped in the kitchen the whole day. | 0:43:11 | 0:43:13 | |
"Excuse me, my mashed parsnips are at room temperature. | 0:43:13 | 0:43:16 | |
"It's unacceptable". | 0:43:16 | 0:43:17 | |
It's the most important meal of the entire year, | 0:43:17 | 0:43:20 | |
so what do we choose out of everything that you could have? | 0:43:20 | 0:43:24 | |
What do we choose? | 0:43:24 | 0:43:25 | |
Turkey with cranberry jelly, which is basically like chicken with jam. | 0:43:25 | 0:43:31 | |
It's like posh chicken with jam, isn't it? | 0:43:31 | 0:43:34 | |
And let's serve it up with Brussels sprouts, | 0:43:34 | 0:43:37 | |
which are the grapes of the devil. | 0:43:37 | 0:43:40 | |
So, let us pause just for a moment to consider the gentle turkey | 0:43:41 | 0:43:45 | |
and what Christmas means to it. | 0:43:45 | 0:43:46 | |
Now, two weeks before Christmas, | 0:43:46 | 0:43:49 | |
the turkey population of Britain is probably about 10 million. | 0:43:49 | 0:43:52 | |
A week later, probably about a hundred. | 0:43:52 | 0:43:54 | |
Basically, it's turkey genocide. | 0:43:54 | 0:43:57 | |
But these days, just being a common or garden turkey isn't enough, oh, no. | 0:43:58 | 0:44:03 | |
We need to know the provenance of our Christmas lunch. | 0:44:03 | 0:44:06 | |
You've got to have a turkey | 0:44:06 | 0:44:07 | |
that has been spoon-fed hummingbird nectar from a pipette | 0:44:07 | 0:44:11 | |
and massaged on the slopes of Mount Fuji, | 0:44:11 | 0:44:13 | |
before being given its own choice of humane killing | 0:44:13 | 0:44:16 | |
at the hands of a vegan conscientious objector or something. | 0:44:16 | 0:44:20 | |
I invested in an organic, free-range, privately-educated... | 0:44:21 | 0:44:28 | |
turkey from a high family. | 0:44:28 | 0:44:30 | |
It was knighted, actually, I think, at one point. | 0:44:30 | 0:44:33 | |
You get all these people saying, "I'd only get an organic turkey | 0:44:33 | 0:44:36 | |
"that's been allowed to go on holiday twice in its lifetime, | 0:44:36 | 0:44:40 | |
"all-inclusive, of course." | 0:44:40 | 0:44:41 | |
And I still managed to make it taste like a processed chicken roll. | 0:44:41 | 0:44:46 | |
And my mum, I remember, she used to buy this enormous turkey. | 0:44:46 | 0:44:50 | |
It was like the size of a small toddler. | 0:44:50 | 0:44:52 | |
And try and shove it in the oven | 0:44:52 | 0:44:54 | |
and we'd be there at 11 o'clock at night still waiting for this turkey. | 0:44:54 | 0:44:58 | |
It goes beyond just, we only eat it once a year. | 0:44:58 | 0:45:01 | |
We purposely buy something we've got no idea how to cook, | 0:45:01 | 0:45:04 | |
and then celebrate it. | 0:45:04 | 0:45:06 | |
Ha! | 0:45:09 | 0:45:10 | |
Who looks inadequate now? | 0:45:10 | 0:45:12 | |
My dad, with his Neanderthal, | 0:45:12 | 0:45:14 | |
has to comment on the actual meat he's eating. | 0:45:14 | 0:45:17 | |
That's all the conversation can be about. "That's a solid crown, boy." | 0:45:17 | 0:45:21 | |
The only thing people like on Christmas dinner, | 0:45:21 | 0:45:23 | |
them little sausages, pigs in blankets. | 0:45:23 | 0:45:25 | |
That's what everyone likes. | 0:45:25 | 0:45:27 | |
Just give them a plate full of those and some mash. | 0:45:27 | 0:45:29 | |
Mash and gravy with them in the middle. | 0:45:29 | 0:45:32 | |
That's it! Everybody's happy! | 0:45:32 | 0:45:34 | |
"Solid meat. Never forget the value of what you're eating." | 0:45:34 | 0:45:37 | |
That's all he talks about. | 0:45:37 | 0:45:38 | |
Yes, Christmas is a time for expensive and useless rubbish. | 0:45:40 | 0:45:45 | |
Greetings cards for people you see every week, presents you don't want, | 0:45:45 | 0:45:48 | |
food that turns your stomach, | 0:45:48 | 0:45:51 | |
decorations that are a fire hazard, | 0:45:51 | 0:45:53 | |
but what is the biggest waste of money of all at Christmas time? | 0:45:53 | 0:45:57 | |
The biggest of all? | 0:45:57 | 0:45:59 | |
It's a hard competition to win. | 0:45:59 | 0:46:01 | |
REPORTER: The girls work harder, the more their work is pulled to pieces. | 0:46:01 | 0:46:05 | |
They're making Christmas crackers, with trinkets | 0:46:05 | 0:46:07 | |
of a type which give kiddies an excuse to fight when they drop out. | 0:46:07 | 0:46:10 | |
And now to insert the treasures which will rattle | 0:46:10 | 0:46:13 | |
when tiny hands shake 'em with a "Guess what's inside?" | 0:46:13 | 0:46:15 | |
There's a huge opportunity for firms to deeply rip people off | 0:46:20 | 0:46:24 | |
on Christmas Day | 0:46:24 | 0:46:27 | |
and it's almost Dickensian. | 0:46:27 | 0:46:29 | |
Cos you can imagine them going, | 0:46:29 | 0:46:31 | |
"Mm, watch what... Now we can put anything in the cracker. | 0:46:31 | 0:46:36 | |
"It won't matter. We'll wrap it up and make it look pretty!" | 0:46:36 | 0:46:39 | |
"And they'll have bought it, they don't know what's in it!" | 0:46:39 | 0:46:43 | |
"They've already bought it, | 0:46:43 | 0:46:44 | |
"they've already put it on their table, it doesn't matter!" | 0:46:44 | 0:46:47 | |
They've got a thing that goes "crack" that works occasionally. | 0:46:47 | 0:46:52 | |
You've got a toy that even the most easily pleased child, | 0:46:52 | 0:46:57 | |
who's not going to get much for Christmas, | 0:46:57 | 0:47:00 | |
will think, "Well, that's crap!" | 0:47:00 | 0:47:02 | |
You get a joke that's not funny | 0:47:02 | 0:47:04 | |
and you get a hat that makes you look like a moron. | 0:47:04 | 0:47:08 | |
That's what you get in a cracker. | 0:47:09 | 0:47:11 | |
Great(!) Let's all buy three dozen for Christmas Day! | 0:47:11 | 0:47:15 | |
Let's not! | 0:47:15 | 0:47:16 | |
Let's boycott the cracker industry and put them out of business. | 0:47:16 | 0:47:20 | |
The bastards. | 0:47:20 | 0:47:21 | |
-"Who invented fireworks?" -Me! | 0:47:21 | 0:47:25 | |
"Some bright spark(!)" | 0:47:25 | 0:47:27 | |
If they were really fun | 0:47:30 | 0:47:32 | |
and represented all the jollity of our times, | 0:47:32 | 0:47:35 | |
in March and August and other times of the year, | 0:47:35 | 0:47:38 | |
people would go, "It'd be great to have some Christmas crackers, | 0:47:38 | 0:47:41 | |
"because they just make the party go off." | 0:47:41 | 0:47:43 | |
And the worst thing is, if you have to pull a cracker | 0:47:43 | 0:47:46 | |
with someone that you don't know, it's a bit awkward, | 0:47:46 | 0:47:48 | |
because there's a bit of - what's the cracker etiquette? | 0:47:48 | 0:47:51 | |
If I pull too hard, they'll think I'm a bit of a cow. | 0:47:51 | 0:47:54 | |
If I'm a bit flimsy with it, they'll walk all over me, you know. | 0:47:54 | 0:47:57 | |
So it's a bizarre sort of etiquette. | 0:47:57 | 0:48:00 | |
Oh, nice! Lovely! | 0:48:03 | 0:48:05 | |
"What did one pig say to the other pig?" | 0:48:05 | 0:48:08 | |
"Let's be pen pals." | 0:48:10 | 0:48:12 | |
"What do you get if you cross a skeleton and a detective?" | 0:48:13 | 0:48:17 | |
"Sherlock Bones." | 0:48:18 | 0:48:20 | |
"When is a boat like a pile of snow?" | 0:48:20 | 0:48:24 | |
"When it's adrift." | 0:48:25 | 0:48:26 | |
Oh! This is brilliant! | 0:48:28 | 0:48:31 | |
"Where do sick gnomes go? | 0:48:31 | 0:48:35 | |
"To the Elf Centre." | 0:48:35 | 0:48:36 | |
"Why are brides unlucky? | 0:48:37 | 0:48:40 | |
"Well, they never marry the best man." | 0:48:40 | 0:48:43 | |
"What do you call a row of men waiting for a haircut? | 0:48:43 | 0:48:47 | |
"A barber-queue." | 0:48:48 | 0:48:49 | |
WAH-WAH-WAHHHHH! | 0:48:49 | 0:48:50 | |
What a pile of cack! | 0:48:50 | 0:48:52 | |
I'd be very happy if one of those stupid jokes | 0:48:52 | 0:48:57 | |
actually got my mouth | 0:48:57 | 0:48:58 | |
just to turn up a little bit at the corners. | 0:48:58 | 0:49:01 | |
In 41 years I haven't found one yet. | 0:49:01 | 0:49:03 | |
I've based a lot of my material on cracker jokes, actually. | 0:49:04 | 0:49:09 | |
So, once we've forced down more food in one sitting | 0:49:12 | 0:49:14 | |
than we'd normally have in a week, what do we have for dessert? | 0:49:14 | 0:49:18 | |
A light sorbet, perhaps? | 0:49:18 | 0:49:19 | |
A palate cleansing fruit salad? | 0:49:19 | 0:49:21 | |
Oh, no, this is Christmas, and it's the law. | 0:49:21 | 0:49:25 | |
And what is that? | 0:49:25 | 0:49:27 | |
Seriously? | 0:49:27 | 0:49:28 | |
It looks like doggie doo-doos. | 0:49:28 | 0:49:31 | |
Tastes like doggie doo-doos. | 0:49:31 | 0:49:33 | |
Even takes longer to prepare than doggie's doo-doos. | 0:49:33 | 0:49:37 | |
Nobody eats Christmas pudding. | 0:49:38 | 0:49:40 | |
You buy it, steam it for 73 days, literally, it comes out, | 0:49:40 | 0:49:45 | |
it's like you could kill somebody with a Christmas pudding. | 0:49:45 | 0:49:48 | |
If you hit someone on the head with a Christmas pudding, | 0:49:48 | 0:49:50 | |
they would certainly have some sort of haemorrhage in their brain. | 0:49:50 | 0:49:54 | |
I don't think anybody likes them. | 0:49:54 | 0:49:55 | |
Does anybody like Christmas pudding? | 0:49:55 | 0:49:58 | |
Really? Come on! | 0:49:58 | 0:49:59 | |
Ugh! | 0:49:59 | 0:50:00 | |
Nah. | 0:50:00 | 0:50:01 | |
How come you get to a point where, under normal circumstances, | 0:50:01 | 0:50:05 | |
you would say, "No thanks, no. | 0:50:05 | 0:50:06 | |
"I won't have any pudding, thank you very much." | 0:50:06 | 0:50:09 | |
And everybody would accept that. | 0:50:09 | 0:50:10 | |
They'd say, they're not having any pudding. | 0:50:10 | 0:50:13 | |
They go, "No, just a little bit of Christmas pudding." | 0:50:13 | 0:50:16 | |
You go, "No, really full." | 0:50:16 | 0:50:17 | |
"I spent ages making this Christmas pudding." | 0:50:17 | 0:50:20 | |
No-one likes it. | 0:50:20 | 0:50:21 | |
It's like this much cake, | 0:50:21 | 0:50:24 | |
and all this kind of jellied, dried out fruit stuff | 0:50:24 | 0:50:27 | |
and most of it's apricot, | 0:50:27 | 0:50:28 | |
and some people, they stick liquorice stuff in there - | 0:50:28 | 0:50:31 | |
it's the nastiest crap ever. | 0:50:31 | 0:50:33 | |
"Yes, but I made this specially. | 0:50:33 | 0:50:35 | |
"I took ages making this Christmas pudding." | 0:50:35 | 0:50:37 | |
"Can't believe you're not eating this..." | 0:50:37 | 0:50:39 | |
"I'll just have a little bit, then." | 0:50:39 | 0:50:41 | |
MUSIC: Bond Theme | 0:50:41 | 0:50:44 | |
Lunch over and it's time to sit down in front of the telly | 0:50:44 | 0:50:47 | |
where they operate a little-known law, | 0:50:47 | 0:50:49 | |
that no film less than 15 years old and on its 18th repeat | 0:50:49 | 0:50:54 | |
is allowed to be shown. | 0:50:54 | 0:50:55 | |
Did you know that? Oh, yes! It's the law, all right. | 0:50:55 | 0:50:59 | |
Oh, I do loathe a James Bond film at bloody Christmas, don't you? | 0:51:01 | 0:51:05 | |
I mean, James Bond is surely a brand | 0:51:05 | 0:51:09 | |
that wants, kind of, putting out of its misery, isn't it? | 0:51:09 | 0:51:12 | |
If I have one more Christmas | 0:51:12 | 0:51:16 | |
where somebody says they want to watch It's A Wonderful Life, | 0:51:16 | 0:51:19 | |
I will emigrate. | 0:51:19 | 0:51:22 | |
I hate that film. | 0:51:22 | 0:51:23 | |
There's some good telly on at Christmas. | 0:51:23 | 0:51:25 | |
Except for that Queen's Speech. They got that on again. | 0:51:25 | 0:51:28 | |
The news bulletin at six on Christmas Day is always well worth watching. | 0:51:28 | 0:51:32 | |
Good afternoon. The Queen has spoken... | 0:51:34 | 0:51:37 | |
They report the Queen's Speech like it's news. | 0:51:37 | 0:51:40 | |
I dunno why they bovver. I mean, it's not very funny, is it? | 0:51:40 | 0:51:43 | |
It's a prime slot, that. | 0:51:43 | 0:51:45 | |
If she, you know, got a song in there or something, | 0:51:45 | 0:51:47 | |
she could have had the Christmas number one. | 0:51:47 | 0:51:49 | |
Then she could have been celebrating keeping Simon Cowell out of the way. | 0:51:49 | 0:51:53 | |
It'd be a result all round. | 0:51:53 | 0:51:55 | |
All I would say is, if we're going to have the Queen's Speech | 0:51:55 | 0:51:57 | |
then just put a bit of oomph into it. | 0:51:57 | 0:51:59 | |
But rhe sad thing, really, about Christmas now is | 0:51:59 | 0:52:02 | |
that a lot of youngsters seriously don't know the meaning of Christmas | 0:52:02 | 0:52:06 | |
and they genuinely don't know | 0:52:06 | 0:52:08 | |
that it's the time when we celebrate the birth and the life and the work | 0:52:08 | 0:52:11 | |
of Morecambe and Wise. | 0:52:11 | 0:52:13 | |
SNORING | 0:52:13 | 0:52:14 | |
# Bring me sunshine. In your smile... # | 0:52:14 | 0:52:17 | |
Yes, it's a time for ritual, for customs, for ceremony | 0:52:18 | 0:52:22 | |
and for falling out with your loved ones. | 0:52:22 | 0:52:25 | |
It's the end of the year and frankly, you've had them up to here. | 0:52:25 | 0:52:29 | |
Add a hangover, a bellyful of constipation, | 0:52:29 | 0:52:32 | |
a glass of cheap plonk and the Queen's Christmas message, | 0:52:32 | 0:52:36 | |
and you have a recipe for the St Valentine's Day Massacre. | 0:52:36 | 0:52:39 | |
# Through... # | 0:52:39 | 0:52:40 | |
MUSIC: Sex And The City Theme | 0:52:40 | 0:52:43 | |
It only takes a little bit to get you right back to when you were a kid. | 0:52:43 | 0:52:47 | |
You know when you were a kid and you really hated that auntie, | 0:52:47 | 0:52:49 | |
or your brother was a tosser or your mother just had it in for you. | 0:52:49 | 0:52:52 | |
So I'm doing a lot of this. I'm like... | 0:52:52 | 0:52:55 | |
I feel like Robert De Niro. I'm like... | 0:52:55 | 0:52:58 | |
"Talking to me? Talking to me? I know you're not talking to me." | 0:52:58 | 0:53:01 | |
It's such a vulnerable time when you all get together | 0:53:01 | 0:53:04 | |
and that's when you revert to type, | 0:53:04 | 0:53:05 | |
you revert to those horrible old Christmases | 0:53:05 | 0:53:09 | |
when you were a teenager and your hormones were running wild | 0:53:09 | 0:53:13 | |
and you never asked to be born! | 0:53:13 | 0:53:14 | |
And everybody does that, | 0:53:14 | 0:53:16 | |
probably about an hour-and-a-half after they've eaten. | 0:53:16 | 0:53:19 | |
We're still doing the family Christmas with my dad, | 0:53:19 | 0:53:22 | |
because my dad always says, he starts miserable, | 0:53:22 | 0:53:25 | |
he starts the day by being Kryptonite in the corner. | 0:53:25 | 0:53:27 | |
"Shouldn't have bought it, wasted your money," | 0:53:27 | 0:53:30 | |
opening presents, a glimpse of scrotum through the dressing gown. | 0:53:30 | 0:53:33 | |
Then you've got certain family members | 0:53:33 | 0:53:35 | |
who can't handle their liquor | 0:53:35 | 0:53:36 | |
and they get like that and you've got to bite your tongue. | 0:53:36 | 0:53:40 | |
Then he drinks four Stellas and becomes irritatingly jovial, | 0:53:40 | 0:53:43 | |
swears until he offends my mum at dinner, | 0:53:43 | 0:53:45 | |
then goes back into depression at the end of the night, | 0:53:45 | 0:53:48 | |
"My life, it's a piece of shit, innit, boy?" | 0:53:48 | 0:53:50 | |
It's tough because, like, I'm newly married, | 0:53:50 | 0:53:53 | |
so I don't want to knock out my uncle. | 0:53:53 | 0:53:55 | |
If you're having more arguments than on a normal Sunday or something like that | 0:53:55 | 0:54:00 | |
it's probably because you've succumbed to the pressure, | 0:54:00 | 0:54:03 | |
you're thinking, "Why aren't we having more fun?" | 0:54:03 | 0:54:06 | |
"Look! The fun monitor's dipped below 100. | 0:54:06 | 0:54:09 | |
"And according to New Labour's guidelines, | 0:54:09 | 0:54:12 | |
"we should be having 120 degrees of fun by 3:15. | 0:54:12 | 0:54:17 | |
"It's all gone wrong!" | 0:54:17 | 0:54:19 | |
That's the key to getting through Christmas, | 0:54:19 | 0:54:21 | |
is drinking just the right amount of alcohol that you don't turn violent, | 0:54:21 | 0:54:24 | |
but enough that blocks out reality. | 0:54:24 | 0:54:26 | |
Pretty much a tip for life as well. | 0:54:26 | 0:54:28 | |
I mean, there is a great relief | 0:54:28 | 0:54:30 | |
if you've got a family Christmas over with | 0:54:30 | 0:54:32 | |
and no one's, kind of, punched each other, really. | 0:54:32 | 0:54:36 | |
You think, "That was one of the better ones, wasn't it?" | 0:54:36 | 0:54:38 | |
If the Queen's speech is over, | 0:54:40 | 0:54:42 | |
then it's probably a good 45 minutes since you finished lunch, | 0:54:42 | 0:54:46 | |
so time for a little snack, I think. | 0:54:46 | 0:54:48 | |
Fancy some cold cuts, Auntie Gloria? | 0:54:48 | 0:54:51 | |
I love all the food. | 0:54:51 | 0:54:52 | |
But then I get the guilt thing over it. | 0:54:52 | 0:54:56 | |
You know... | 0:54:56 | 0:54:57 | |
It's just, it's over done. | 0:54:57 | 0:55:00 | |
It's like, the amount of food that gets thrown away, | 0:55:00 | 0:55:04 | |
Christmas Day, is a joke. | 0:55:04 | 0:55:06 | |
Never mind. | 0:55:07 | 0:55:09 | |
With Christmas over for another year, | 0:55:09 | 0:55:12 | |
we can all look forward to Boxing Day. | 0:55:12 | 0:55:14 | |
A time for realising you've seen that box-set of DVDs you got yesterday | 0:55:14 | 0:55:19 | |
and that someone's given you the paperback of the John Grisham you read nine months ago. | 0:55:19 | 0:55:24 | |
But it's all OK, | 0:55:24 | 0:55:26 | |
because you've got that greatest treat of all to look forward to - | 0:55:26 | 0:55:30 | |
the leftovers. | 0:55:30 | 0:55:31 | |
Boxing Day for me means one thing - meat sweats, | 0:55:32 | 0:55:36 | |
the sweat of eating too much meat, that pallid... | 0:55:36 | 0:55:39 | |
The sweat that forms on your brow when you've eaten too much meat | 0:55:39 | 0:55:42 | |
and your body's going, "Ooh! I don't know what to do about this." | 0:55:42 | 0:55:46 | |
Things start getting curried, don't they? | 0:55:46 | 0:55:48 | |
The British urge to curry everything that's left over. | 0:55:48 | 0:55:50 | |
"Don't sit there too long, Nan, or I'll curry you." | 0:55:50 | 0:55:53 | |
Cold meat sweat. | 0:55:53 | 0:55:54 | |
That feeling behind your eyes that you've eaten too much meat, | 0:55:54 | 0:55:58 | |
that vegetarians will never understand. | 0:55:58 | 0:56:00 | |
My dad just curried everything. | 0:56:00 | 0:56:02 | |
I reckon if there's ever an apocalypse | 0:56:02 | 0:56:04 | |
and we're all just half-burnt bodies | 0:56:04 | 0:56:05 | |
and the world's been flattened into an ashy dust, | 0:56:05 | 0:56:07 | |
there'll be British people going round currying everything left. | 0:56:07 | 0:56:10 | |
And I do make turkey soup and I do make turkey curry, | 0:56:10 | 0:56:13 | |
I do have turkey sandwiches that evening. | 0:56:13 | 0:56:15 | |
We do have turkey sandwiches on Boxing Day. | 0:56:15 | 0:56:17 | |
Turkey, turkey, turkey. | 0:56:17 | 0:56:18 | |
You don't go back to work or anything. | 0:56:18 | 0:56:20 | |
You just watch loads of telly and eat the leftovers. | 0:56:20 | 0:56:24 | |
Or as Spanish people call it, tapas. | 0:56:24 | 0:56:26 | |
Do you know what? | 0:56:26 | 0:56:27 | |
I always go into the new year feeling a bit depressed. | 0:56:27 | 0:56:31 | |
I don't know why, I just always have. | 0:56:31 | 0:56:34 | |
It's that sort of horrible black hole after Christmas, isn't it? | 0:56:34 | 0:56:37 | |
I feel relieved that Christmas is over, to be honest. | 0:56:37 | 0:56:40 | |
It's been building up and building up. | 0:56:40 | 0:56:42 | |
It's always, always a disappointment. | 0:56:42 | 0:56:44 | |
It doesn't live up to much. | 0:56:44 | 0:56:46 | |
I'm sure that's why some people are on drugs. | 0:56:46 | 0:56:49 | |
Boxing Day is the day to buy sofas. | 0:56:49 | 0:56:52 | |
But didn't it come from... Isn't that supposed to be the present day, | 0:56:52 | 0:56:56 | |
when you box something up and give something to somebody? | 0:56:56 | 0:56:58 | |
Or is it the day you knock the person out | 0:56:58 | 0:57:00 | |
that you've been wanting to knock out all year? | 0:57:00 | 0:57:03 | |
Because I'd like it to be the latter. | 0:57:03 | 0:57:05 | |
And you just need to rest before the nightmare of new year comes. | 0:57:05 | 0:57:09 | |
So it's the best part of it, I think, that little bit in midweek, | 0:57:09 | 0:57:12 | |
when you don't see anybody, you don't speak to anybody | 0:57:12 | 0:57:15 | |
and you keep yourself to yourself and grumpiness reigns. | 0:57:15 | 0:57:19 | |
I like it. | 0:57:20 | 0:57:22 | |
# Oh, Santa | 0:57:22 | 0:57:24 | |
# I've been waiting on you... # | 0:57:26 | 0:57:29 | |
That's funny, kid. Because... | 0:57:32 | 0:57:35 | |
I've been coming for you. | 0:57:35 | 0:57:38 | |
Ugh! | 0:57:40 | 0:57:41 | |
# Oh, Santa | 0:57:42 | 0:57:44 | |
# I've been killing just for fun. | 0:57:44 | 0:57:49 | |
OZZY: I think Christmas is the biggest load of bollocks ever. | 0:57:49 | 0:57:52 |