The Christmas season is domestic; and for that reason most people now prepare for it by struggling in tramcars, standing in queues, rushing away in trains, crowding despairingly into teashops, and wondering when or whether they will ever get home. I do not know whether some of them disappear forever in the toy department or simply lie down and die in the tea-rooms; but by the look of them, it is quite likely. Just before the great festival of home the whole population seems to have become homeless.
The Thing: Why I am a Catholic
Maureen,
ReplyDeleteI like Chesterton - but that was new to me. I have copied it. So good! Exactly how I felt today when I had to do some grocery shopping. I wasn't prepared to die in the potato bin - but I certainly could have napped there for a while.
Margaretha
There are very few nice tea-rooms left in England. Perhaps the Christmas bodies were bad for trade, em!
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