My party is al­ready start­ing

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This is it – the big count­down has be­gun… No, no, not for my birth­day, for good­ness’ sake, which is, by the way, Jan­uary 17 – not that I want to make a big thing about it, and any­way, Jan­uary 17 falls on a Sun­day next year so I’m not on air. So ba­si­cally if you were go­ing to do some­thing (not that I want you to, of course) it would be best to do it on the Fri­day or the Mon­day, not that I want to harp on about Jan­uary 17 or be per­nick­ety, I’m just say­ing, that’s all. No, the count­down I meant was Christ­mas, of course – 22 days and count­ing and, as we speak, Ad­vent cal­en­dar win­dows are be­ing opened around the world. And Santa’s mak­ing a list and he’s check­ing it twice, and trust me, he will find out if you’ve been naughty or nice. Per­son­ally, I’ve been both naughty and in­deed nice, so not sure how that will work out, but I sup­pose that’s all part of the fun of Christ­mas morn­ing. I think my favourite present to date, has to be the birth of my son Char­lie, who de­cided he couldn’t wait the two weeks that he should have and de­cided to join us at seven o’clock on Christ­mas morn­ing back in 1995, bless him. I have to say, that came as quite a shock to me, but not half as much as it did to my mis­sus. My party is get­ting started this Fri­day as I travel down the road to Ten­ter­den and turn on the Christ­mas lights. I hope you can come out in force and we can cel­e­brate in style. We will be get­ting up to all sorts of capers, in­clud­ing a very spe­cial wrap­ping game, as well as a mince pie eat­ing com­pe­ti­tion. There will be some tremendous prizes up for grabs as well as plenty of con­so­la­tion prizes. Plus I want you to bring along some of the worst presents you have ever been given. I’ve got a plethora of un­used gifts (mostly from the mother-in-law) that I’ll be bring­ing along with me that fall in-be­tween the cat­e­gories laugh­able and ap­palling, and if any­one can outdo me in the rub­bish present stakes, then you win even more prizes. Af­ter I’ve fin­ished there, I’m hot­foot­ing it over to the Beaver Road Work­ing Men’s Club for a very spe­cial auc­tion night. If you re­call, there was a tragedy along Beaver Road a few weeks ago. Sadly, two peo­ple were killed and a young lady called Rosie was se­ri­ously hurt. The poor girl needs a spe­cial wheel­chair to get around and I re­ally hope we can raise the funds to ac­com­mo­date her. The auc­tion will start at 8pm but I rec­om­mend that you get there nice and early for a comfortable seat and have a cou­ple of li­ba­tions of course. There are many, many auc­tion lots up for grabs, rang­ing from EastEn­ders and Corona­tion Street signed mem­o­ra­bilia to a hot air bal­loon trip and loads of sport­ing items, which in­clude, and I can hardly con­tain my ex­cite­ment, a West Ham shirt (framed) and photo of Sir Trevor Brook­ing scor­ing the winning goal in the 1980 FA Cup Fi­nal against Arse­nal. Un­be­flip­ping-liev­able. So that’s my Fri­day night sorted out, do try to join me if you can at one or the other or even bet­ter, both.

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