Ho ho ho, I’m going to have a bit of a Christmas this year folks.
Since Pa passed in 2009, then Ma was diagnosed with dementia in 2010 and then I was in bed with bronchial flu in 2011, there’s been no Christmas cheer for me.
I’m not a humbug darlings, I love the sparkle of the festive season, but I spent the last three Christmas Days all on my own.
Ah, no I’m not ‘Johnny no mates’, I did get invites. But as the saying goes, ‘ I needed space’.
Anyway , this Yuletide I thought I’d make an effort and at least hang the odd decoration in my bijou bedsit and bog. So I treated myself to an advent calendar – a sexy one.
Yes, on its cover, wearing just a Santa hat and a smile, is a naked-to-the-waist hunky fella.
Behind the doors on the first few days of December were little chocolate bazoompahs. Cute, eh?
But, I couldn’t resist taking a peak at December 24, and beneath his ‘six pack’, ee, what a cheeky surprise.
All I’ll say, in ‘yoofspeak’, is ‘totes amazeballs’.
Talking about balls – disco balls – my pink feathered Christmas tree fell to bits a couple of seasons ago.
So I bought a table-standing double disco ball unit that shines coloured lights all over my flat. Brill.
And all along my windowsill are adorable knitted Christmas toys – angels, reindeer, snowman and penguin that I bought from TK Maxx.
Well, did you see Monday’s Channel 4’s Dispatches – Secrets of the Discount Stores?
Although they exposed out-of-town designer discount outlets, most of the programme was about TK Maxx, where most of my fashions come from.
TK Maxx advertise ‘big labels – this season, up to 60 per cent less’.
Which is just what brand-obsessed Brits love to buy.
Except some of the ‘big labels’, which shoppers (me included) assumed were designer/upmarket fashions, are manufactured for TK Maxx. Naughty.
Also the ticket price , the high RRP (recommended retail price ), then ‘ our price’ (discounted ) may not be the bargain it appears.
So if you’re a label queen, be aware that some of these fashions ain’t designer, dear.