Best Christmas stories...

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lady_rider

New Member
Location
Norf Yorkshire
I'm sure this topic must have been done before, but as noobie member I would have missed it. So... stories; slapstick, worst xmas presents, family feuds... tell all!

A few years ago my sister bought me mascara (a good present)... but once I looked on the packet I had to ask her 'um... was it meant to be purple?' Cue massive hysterics at her oversight, and the story comes up every Christmas now. Who actually wears purple mascara? I guess there must be a demand for it or they wouldn't sell it.

Another... we had a little merry-go-round ornament which sat above a candle; when the candle was lit, the merry-go-round started to turn because of the heat, and started to chime. It'd been on for a couple of hours, when all of a sudden my Dad went 'PPSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTT'; the whole family stopped, the room went silent. And he said in a whisper "I hear a slight ting-a-ling" :biggrin:

I think actually like most family in-jokes you may have had to be there :tired:

Still...
 

darkstar

New Member
The whole family were siting down in our living room, watching tv. My mum puts candles EVERYWHERE during the christmas weeks, one of which has a metal base. We used to have a CRT set so she put a few on top, as everyone was falling asleep we heard a loud clump. I rushed over to the TV and saw a perfectly round hole in the top, the candle had heated up and melted the plastic TV casing and fallen through. Was hilarious at the time, but suppose it could have easily been a disaster!

Another was when one of our cats decide to climb the christmas tree (around 8ft) got near the top, just before it toppled over! Was a good effort though.
 

tyred

Squire
Location
Ireland
There was the time a few years ago when the large Christmas which was put up in the centre of a nearby town fell over on top of a Merecedes which was parked near it during a storm on Christmas eve:laugh:
 
darkstar said:
Another was when one of our cats decide to climb the christmas tree (around 8ft) got near the top, just before it toppled over! Was a good effort though.

Our old house had a winding staircase and for two weeks we had to put up with the cat jumping off the stairs onto the very top of the Christmas tree. After the first couple of times he 'felled it', we had to tie the tree to the bannisters!
 

jimboalee

New Member
Location
Solihull
The infant school my son attended put on a Nativity Play.

You should have seen the look on the kids faces when I told them there wasn't a Father Christmas.
 

Mr Pig

New Member
When our eldest son was about four we'd just finished putting out the presents and hanging his stocking on the end of the bed, just climbed into bed when we heard "OH! Santa's been!" It was one in the morning!

I had to talk him into going back to sleep, which thankfully he did.
 

gary r

Guru
Location
Camberley
From my 8 yr old son " i know there is no such thing as father christmas because Lewis (his cousin) set up his camcorder last christmas eve & he didnt film anyone in the front room"!!!
 

ianrauk

Tattooed Beat Messiah
Location
Rides Ti2
i forgot one year to buy 'er indoors a Christmas card... i laughed.. she cried.. she has never forgotten.. I'm not allowed to.
 

Gromit

Über Member
Location
York
There was a time when I forgot I had a sister, so went down stairs and started opening presents. My parents heard me and told me off, my punishment was to sit there and watch my sister open the rest.
 

Mr Pig

New Member
When I was small we used to be awake and ready to go down stairs at four in the morning. We'd have to go into mum and dad's room and ask if we could go down stairs, she look at the alarm clock and say 'No, it's too early. Go back to bed.'

One year I'd had enough of this frustrating situation so crawled round the bed and moved the clock forward! :0) They didn't get up to open the presents with us, they never did, so I just waited ten minutes 'till she was back to sleep and moved the clock back again. She never twigged, or if she did she never said anything.
 

Arch

Married to Night Train
Location
Salford, UK
We have a set of three photos my Dad took one year, when I was about 8.

1. Mum, resplendent in 1970's floral full length dress, opening a present, which was the Country Diary of An Edwardian Lady. Behind her, on the mantle piece, a full schooner of sherry.

2. Mum some time later, reading said book. Behind her, on the mantlepiece, a half full schooner of sherry.

3. Mum asleep in chair, book on lap. Behind her, on the mantlepiece, an empty schooner...

The other is the story of my first Christmas dinner, aged 6 months. I had a high chair and one of those dish/trays divided into two halves, one for savory, one for sweet. I had bits of chicken, potato, sprout, gravy etc, all chopped up to manageable size. In the other half, instead of Christmas pudding, which Mum though would be too rich, I had a mashed banana. Mum was trying to feed me and I wouldn't eat, so Dad said "get on and eat your dinner while it's hot". She did, and looked up later to see me happily feeding myself, having mixed the contents of both halves of the dish. I've heard of apple sauce on pork, but banana on Christmas dinner?:smile:

And this isn't really funny, but was sweet at the time. Last year nephew Oli was one and a bit, so enjoying the family attention, but not really understanding the gift thing, until we unwrapped Gran's present to him, an ELC garage and cars. He'd seen one in the shop, and a friend had one. He stood and looked at the box for a moment, then pointed at it, and said, "yes! yes! yes!" It was so clear that he really knew that this was HIS and HIS ALONE!:biggrin:
 
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