A Non Christmas Tale
12 months ago my hard-working Patreon subscribers wanted to celebrate Christmas with me. With characteristic contempt I spurned their goodwill by sending them this message. Now it's time for non-subscribers to feel my disdain. Merry Bad-mas. **** A Non-Christmas Tale We were dressed in black and white stripes. There were piles of sweets on the table. And behind us was a banner explaining exactly what was going on. “The Humbug Stall.” Surely that should be enough of a clue? “Hey what’s the deal here?” Jen leaned forward, the bobble on top of her stripey hat wobbling. “Selling humbugs, innit? You want some mate?” Her torso blocked the free sample bowl in front, her confrontational vibes daring the man to say yes. “Is this some kind of joke?” Jen stared him in the eye. This wasn’t going to help. She should show him, the packets of humbugs, the striped hats and scarves, the moneybox and the card reader. It was a stall for humbugs. “This is a Christmas Fayre! Why aren’t...
