It is just conceivable - indeed, it is highly probable - that what I am about to commit, first, to the screen and, later, to the world at large through the good offices of Blogger and the Intertubes (as Buck was wont to call it) will cause offence. All I can say is, if it does cause offence to you, you need to grow up and get over it. I am just as much entitled to my opinion as you are to yours.
So, here goes.
Today is Thanksgiving Day. At least, it is in what were at one time the colonies and also in the wider lands that joined with them to become the US of A. But over here in Merrie Olde England I am giving thanks as well. I am giving thanks that I am not a citizen of that vast country across the ocean. And since I am not, I don't have to rush around like a demented something or other just to spend the day with members of my family and eat turkey and pumpkin pie.
Now don't get me wrong; I am more than happy to spend time with my family. I just don't fancy having to travel several hundred miles to do so, and then travel the same distance back again after a few hours. And I have nothing against roast turkey, which I will be eating with my family (or some members of it) on Christmas Day. But I have an intense dislike of pumpkin pie - or any other dishes made from pumpkins.
And then there is this obligation to go shopping on the day after Thanksgiving (always assuming one is not back at work that day). We seem to have imported Black Friday into England, I am sorry to say, although I fail to understand quite why that should be.
Actually, the one thing I have in favour of Thanksgiving Day is that once it is over we can start thinking about Christmas; although, in truth, we have been thinking about Christmas for quite a while now. Father Christmas arrived in his grotto at the garden centre last weekend, duly assisted by members of Brighton and Adur East Lions Clubs. The invitations to Brighton Lions pre-Christmas party for elderly folk were distributed two weeks ago. And I received my first Christmas card on 10th November!
One of the great things about Christmas in England is that the holiday (remember, that's a corruption of holy day) last two days - Christmas Day and Boxing Day - even though Boxing Day is becoming more and more like Black Friday year by year.
Hey! How about that? When Boxing Day falls on a Friday we could have two Black Fridays in one year!