Peggy’s Place

Dieses Jahr wird Wei­h­nachten ein­mal an­ders, sagt Peggy, die In­hab­erin von Spot­lights ganz eigenem Lon­doner Pub. Von INEZ SHARP

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Visit Spot­light’s very own Lon­don pub

“To me, the per­fect Christ­mas in­volves sit­ting around and eat­ing too much”

Phil: Are you sure you don’t want to come Christ­mas shop­ping with me to­mor­row? Peggy: Ab­so­lutely sure. I told you: this year, Christ­mas is go­ing to be dif­fer­ent. Phil: Re­mind me, dear...

Peggy: First, there is not go­ing to be the usual orgy of present-buy­ing.

Ge­orge: Orgy? What orgy?

Phil: Hello, Ge­orge! The usual?

Ge­orge: Yup! OK, so no or­gies this Christ­mas? What’s go­ing on?

Peggy: I’m se­ri­ous about this. We are go­ing to cel­e­brate a dif­fer­ent kind of Christ­mas this year.

Phil: Peggy is just ex­plain­ing the 12 rules of a no-fun hol­i­day sea­son.

Ge­orge: Oh, right! Mag­gie tried that a cou­ple of years ago.

Peggy: Phil, you’ll thank me when Jan­uary comes round.

Ge­orge: So what’s go­ing to be dif­fer­ent? Peggy: As I said, no big shop­ping trips like the one I took with you two last year.

Ge­orge & Phil: Oh, no!

Peggy: Yes, I imag­ine the two of you had a great time drink­ing hot tod­dies at the Christ­mas fair, while I ran around buy­ing the stuff you’d for­got­ten about.

Ge­orge: But you are go­ing to get a present for Si­mone, aren’t you?

Peggy: Of course. I wouldn’t want my grand­daugh­ter to feel left out.

Ge­orge: So there’s a min­i­mal-present rule. What else is go­ing to be dif­fer­ent?

Peggy: Well, we’re go­ing to go on lots of in­vig­o­rat­ing walks. We’ll take the Tube to Hamp­stead and walk across the heath. Ge­orge: That sounds rather nice. Maybe Mag­gie and I will join you.

Phil: Hey! Whose side are you on?

Ge­orge: Come on! Tak­ing a walk is hardly ex­treme.

Phil: To me, the per­fect Christ­mas is about sit­ting around, watch­ing old films, eat­ing too much and fall­ing asleep af­ter the Queen’s speech.

Peggy: Yes, and then comes Jan­uary, when I have to lis­ten to weeks of grip­ing about all the weight you need to lose.

Ge­orge: She’s right, you know.

Phil: I hate it when a wo­man’s right and I have no good ar­gu­ments in my favour. Ge­orge: Does that mean, Peggy, that there’s go­ing to be only diet food over Christ­mas?

Peggy: No, we’ll have the usual menu for the pub, but Phil and I won’t be hav­ing too much rich stuff.

Phil: No Christ­mas pud­ding with brandy but­ter?

Peggy: Yes, but only a small por­tion, and then we’ll take a nice long walk.

Sean: Hi, ev­ery­one! I’ve just baked the first round of mince pies. Any­one want to try one?

Phil: I don’t think I’m al­lowed to. Peggy: Of course you can have a mince pie, just not the whole tray.

Ge­orge: Oh, they are de­li­cious!

Peggy: Ac­tu­ally, they re­ally are good. What did you put in them?

Sean: That’s my se­cret in­gre­di­ent. Have an­other one.

Peggy: Why not! Two can’t do any harm. Sean: Now I have to get back to the kitchen.

Peggy: Leave the tray of mince pies here. The smell is so lovely. I’ll just try one more... Ge­orge: (aside to Phil) I think your no-fun Christ­mas has ended be­fore it even be­gan.

Sean Phil & Peggy




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