Shocked of St Margarets

[susie_flo]

Oh dear, fiends. All is not well in the state of St Margarets.

Lets just say our downstairs neighbours appear not to have read "the memo" about Xmas lights. (Effectively, you can have any colour, as long as it's white.) Those who are really rebellious might get away with a string of pale blue lights arranged in a tree... but anything beyond that is liable to be frowned upon most sternly.

So last night I arrived home to find our front garden ablaze with colour. Not just colour, but FLASHING colour (and I don't mean gentle twinkling... I am talking full-on strobe effect). Next step... Inflatable plastic Santa.

[Snork!] I have to confess it is in equal parts comical and horrifying. (G accused me of being Mrs Bucket when I gasped "what the feck have they done to our front garden?")

Next weekend I was planning on sticking regulation white lights around the door arch... but now I am unsure whether this will merely enhance the car crash.

Ho Ho Ho!

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Comments

[ms-siobhan.livejournal.com]

I've heard such ghastly decorations when repeated down a street as 'smackpool illuminations'.

Apologies if I have already told you this tale before but in Jersey they have the best dressed parish competition, and one street went all out and had Lapland at one end, Nativity at the other and all manner of xmas madness inbetween apart from one house which just appeared to have a few squiggly lights in the window which only spelled Humbug when you stood back far enough. This person was ostracised when their parish failed to win.

[the-meanest-cat.livejournal.com]

Ha! Bless the humbug house!
:-)