Thursday 24 December 2020

Coronavirus diary, Christmas Eve, 24 December




So prime minister Boris Johnson has got his Christmas present. A day early. He had the caviar and champagne all ready for him but Santa could not make it. He was self isolating in Lapland. Instead, he sent angel Ursula and she delivered it the night before Christmas.

Boris could not wait to open it. After all, he had been looking forward to it for so long and even thought Santa might make a mistake. When he excitedly opened the box he realised how complicated it was. Like a thousand piece Lego set. It would take him ages to put it all together. But, he consoled himself, he should make it in four years.

He was so relieved and excited that he went out into Downing Street to tell everybody. 

He thought he might send a note to David and Theresa but, perhaps not. They might think he was boasting and he never did that.

No, he would go back into number ten to Carrie and baby Wilfred Laurie Nicholas and have that caviar and champagne. 

It was a merry little a Christmas after all.

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