The Gay UK Issue 1 | Page 70

THEGAYUK WINTER 13 /14 CHRISTMAS THE ULTIMATE GAY MAN’S CHRISTMAS SURVIVAL GUIDE It’s here so you might as well enjoy By Graham Davies Christmas is the only time of year where the whole country gets emotional. Apart from the Olympics in 2012, remember them? Of course unlike the Olympics, where we were quite united in our emotion of joy when Tom Daley appeared on screen, and then united in despair when his trunks stayed on after his dive, Christmas means different things to us all. Ships Come Sailing In on St. George’s Day in the morning. 2) Buy your gifts online and in advance. There is nothing worse than saying to yourself day in day out ‘I’ve still got time, another day wont hurt’. Before you know it it’s the night before Christmas and far too late to order online (I haven’t found any company delivering Christmas day, yet!) So you’re faced with one final option. The You have the Anti-Christmas folk, Christmas Eve shop. Nothing builds up those who will lock themselves anxiety faster than a trip around the local away indoors with their phones shopping centre filled with other frantic last and TV unplugged, screaming minute buyers grasping at empty shelves. profanities through the letter The whole year has built up to this one gift box at angelic boys who've come you’re going to buy to show a loved one how to sing Merrily On High to much you care. Sorry guys but a home raise a few pennies for Tiny printed voucher for an online retailer is a Tim. Then, on the other side of sure way of bringing out the true meaning of the chocolate coin, you have the word Boxing Day. the knitted Rudolph sweater wearing, September 3) Humbugging. carol singing, bed-wettingly For those of us who don’t enjoy the festive excited people who generally period of dancing elves and television soaps are comatose come Christmas that tend to blow something up, be it a Eve through excitement, then house, pub or whole street, well the trick to spend the rest of Christmas still having friends post Christmas is to avoid crying in the corner of the the continual Humbugging. After all it’s only room, wondering why they’ve for two short months a year. Yes, we do tend wasted three months of their to rub the seasonal cheer into the faces of lives on Christmas instead of those who wish Santa had fallen off a roof working to pay their rent. and broke his neck years ago, however, look at the flip side. Come the summer we have to I fall into the latter category. In sit through those long long sunny days where some of those instances I might add. two men bat a ball to each other from one I’ve never knowingly wet the bed! side of a net to the other. I’m sure this goes Though I have spent the earlier part on for at least six months and there you all of my life wondering what I could are eating strawberries and lapping it