On the 12th Mile of Xmas The Landlord Gave to Me ...
12
miles of running (in Santa suits)
11 cars a tooting (backseats full of children waving at the Santas)
10 minutes chatting (per pub)
99 bewildered shoppers (stopping and staring)
8 minutes of beard (after pub stop until beard discarded around my neck like a fuzzy scarf)
67 Santas drinking (There were SIXTY SEVEN Santas in the run!)
6 bells a jingling (At the end of Santa hats – it sounded like a whole forest of reindeer sleighs)
11 cars a tooting (backseats full of children waving at the Santas)
10 minutes chatting (per pub)
99 bewildered shoppers (stopping and staring)
8 minutes of beard (after pub stop until beard discarded around my neck like a fuzzy scarf)
67 Santas drinking (There were SIXTY SEVEN Santas in the run!)
6 bells a jingling (At the end of Santa hats – it sounded like a whole forest of reindeer sleighs)
5
warm full puuuuuuubs! (serving the 67 Santas!)
4 toilet stops (Cold air and lots of diet coke!)
3 pounds sterling (per mulled wine)
2 Twitter buddies (Hi Clare! Hi Kevlar!)
4 toilet stops (Cold air and lots of diet coke!)
3 pounds sterling (per mulled wine)
2 Twitter buddies (Hi Clare! Hi Kevlar!)
... And a mulled wine in a warm pub!
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