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Christmas Stories

The Missing five pound note mail that had illegible addresses

Chippenham George worked for the Post Office and his job was to process all the mail that had illegible addresses. One day just before Christmas, a letter landed on his desk simply addressed in shaky handwriting: 'To God'. With no other clue on the envelope, George opened the letter and read:

I am an 93 year old widow living on the State pension. Yesterday someone stole my purse. It had £100 in it, which was all the money I had in the world and no pension due until after Christmas. Next week is Christmas and I had invited two of my friends over for Christmas lunch. Without that money, I have nothing to buy food with. I have no family to turn to, and you are my only hope. God; can you please help me?

Chippenham George was really touched, and being kind hearted, he put a copy of the letter up on the staff notice board at the main Fareham sorting office where he worked. The letter touched the other postmen and they all dug into their pockets and had a whip round. Between them they raised £95. [$190 USD] Using an officially franked Post Office envelope, they sent the cash on to the old lady, and for the rest of the day, all the workers felt a warm glow thinking of the nice thing they had done.

Christmas came and went. A few days later, another letter simply addressed to 'God' landed in the Sorting Office. Many of the postmen gathered around while George opened the letter. It read,

How can I ever thank you enough for what you did for me? Because of your generosity, I was able to provide a lovely luncheon for my friends. We had a very nice day, and I told my friends of your wonderful gift - in fact we haven't gotten over it and even Father John, our parish priest, is beside himself with joy. By the way, there was £5 [$10 USD] missing. I think it must have been those thieving fellows at the Post Office.

George could not help musing on Oscar Wilde's quote: 'A good deed never goes unpunished'

Dear Santa.... Dear Santa, can we have a new police car?

French police have had their wish granted after writing to Father Christmas to ask for new police cars. Police in Marignane, near Marseille told Santa 'even your sleigh is faster' after being told there was not enough money in the coffers to replace their ageing cars. The letter, addressed to Father Christmas and written on official police note paper, read, 'Dear Santa, our cars can't handle the job any more. If you think we are exaggerating, you can try out the cars yourself. Even your sleigh is better than one of them.'

Local authorities have now put up the cash to buy new cars for police after seeing the letter published in the Christmas stories section of a local paper. Santa Hats in the Philippines

Santa Hats in the Philippines

More than 1,000 police officers are wearing Santa hats in the Philippine capital for the Christmas holidays, traditionally the busiest time for thieves.

Manila police spokesman Giovanni Valera said, 'We are wearing this to show the people that during this Christmas season our hearts and minds are on serving the Filipino people.'

Metropolitan Manila police chief Geary Barias said 1,000 officers and 700 police recruits have traded their blue caps for Santa hats to patrols the crime-ridden streets. Residents generally praised the idea. 'This serves as a reminder that Christmas is coming and we should have peace,' said Dennis Perez, one of the locals.

Footnote:
Will and Guy think that Santa hats for Police officers at Christmas is a nice 'softly softly' touch. But see here for Santa hat killjoys in Hull UK

Carol's in a stable at Christmas

A mother named Carol Christmas is planning her family festive celebrations in a stable. What happened was Carol was forced out of her home by the summer floods which swept across the UK in 2007. Mrs Christmas, said she has been preparing to take part in 'her own nativity' since her cottage in Bushley, near Tewkesbury, Gloucestershire, UK, was wrecked by the deluge in July. Her family have been staying in a neighbour's stable conversion for the past five months while repair work is carried out on their home.

Christmas is for love

'Christmas is for love' is a story that Will and Guy have found on the net and we would like to share it with you, the author remains unknown. It is not funny but is worth reading when considering what the Christmas message means to each of us as individuals.

Christmas is for love. It is for joy, for giving and sharing, for laughter, for reuniting with family and friends, for tinsel and brightly covered packages. But, mostly Christmas is for love. I had not believed this until a small elfin like pupil with wide innocent eyes and soft rosy cheeks gave me a wondrous gift one Christmas.

Matthew was a 10 year old orphan who lived with his aunt, a bitter, middle aged woman greatly annoyed with the burden of caring for her dead sister's son. She never failed to remind young Matthew, if it hadn't been for her generosity, he would be a vagrant, homeless waif. Still, with all the scolding and chilliness at home, he was a sweet and gentle child.

I had not noticed Matthew particularly until he began staying after class each day [at the risk of arousing his aunt's anger so I learned later] to help me straighten up the room. We did this quietly and comfortably, not speaking much, but enjoying the solitude of that hour of the day. When we did talk, Matthew spoke mostly of his mother. Though he was quite young when she died, he remembered a kind, gentle, loving woman who always spent time with him.

As Christmas drew near however, Matthew failed to stay after school each day. I looked forward to his coming, and when the days passed and he continued to scamper hurriedly from the room after class, I stopped him one afternoon and asked him why he no longer helped me in the room. I told him how I had missed him, and his large brown eyes lit up eagerly as he replied, 'Did you really miss me?'

I explained how he had been my best helper, 'I was making you a surprise,' he whispered confidentially. 'It's for Christmas.' With that, he became embarrassed and dashed from the room. He didn't stay after school any more after that. Christmas Is For Love

Finally came the last school day before Christmas. Matthew crept slowly into the room late that afternoon with his hands concealing something behind his back. 'I have your present,' he said timidly when I looked up. 'I hope you like it.' He held out his hands, and there lying in his small palms was a tiny wooden box.

'It's beautiful, Matthew. Is there something in it?' I asked opening the top to look inside. 'Oh you can't see what's in it,' he replied, 'and you can't touch it, or taste it or feel it, but mother always said it makes you feel good all the time, warm on cold nights and safe when you're all alone.'

I gazed into the empty box. 'What is it, Matthew' I asked gently, 'that will make me feel so good?'

'It's love,' he whispered softly, 'and mother always said it's best when you give it away.' He turned and quietly left the room.

So now I keep a small box crudely made of scraps of wood on the piano in my living room and only smile when inquiring friends raise quizzical eyebrows when I explain to them there is love in it.

Yes, Christmas is for gaiety, mirth, song, and for good and wondrous gifts. But mostly, Christmas is for love.

Christmas Celebration Banned - 1695 Christmas Celebration Banned 1695

Let us go back in time; back to the year of our lord 1695, and to the place called Bay Colony in Massachusetts. We arrive at the meeting house just in time to hear the General Council pass a law forbidding the celebration of Christmas. To enforce their diktat the Council require a five-shilling fine from anyone caught, 'Observing any such day as Christmas or the like, either by forbearing of labour, feasting, or any other way.'

We have to remember that in 1695 these colonists were strict Puritans, thus they took the line that there was no Biblical reference to seasonal excess at Christmas. Consequently, they kept to the pure religious observance of Christmas with no feasting.

World's First Musical Sandwich

The sandwich plays a medley of Christmas tunes when the packaging is opened. Tunes include Jingle Bells, Santa Claus is Coming to Town and We Wish You a Merry Christmas.

It features the same technology used in talking greetings cards. 'The concept of musical sandwiches is something We've been looking at for a while now and we thought Christmas would be the perfect time', said Tesco spokesman Jonathan Church.

Tesco's musical sandwich is a traditional Christmas combination of turkey and cranberry sauce with pork and cranberry stuffing.

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