It was only a matter of time.
Usually by now I have seen the C word mentioned in newspapers [“Book your office party NOW”] but as I don’t bother with newspapers any more, that didn’t happen this year.
I know Magnumlady beat me to it by a month but then I don’t shop in Tescos.
Last year I remember seeing the first mention when I was on holidays in France, which was a little disconcerting as I was officially on my summer holidays, and on my summer holidays I don’t expect to be regaled with mentions of a mid-winter event.
Last night, I saw my first official mention this year.
Herself was watching some programme or other, and as usual I was riding shotgun with the remote control to mute the advertisements. A break came up in the programme and I zapped the sound. We went through all the normal shite for the usual tat and rubbish when along came an advertisement for some furniture company.
It always amazes me how there are so many of these furniture companies. They seem to advertise on the presumption that we change our sofas and beds every week. Most of the monstrosities they try to flog wouldn’t even fit into this house, but that’s beside the point.
Anyhows, this advertisement showed some woman mouthing silent banalities about some hideous sofa when I saw it. There it was. The fucking C word. They were promising delivery by The Big Day.
Quite honestly if I went into some shop to buy an armchair or sofa and they promised delivery by a day that is nearly twelve fucking weeks away I would tell them to forget it.
I would expect delivery this week.