Michael Buble comes to Trimley.

I just got a text asking me to blog about Christmas but Ill leave that till next week.. What I will mention is that the other night I got rather excited when I was quietly minding my own business and suddenly I was aware of Michael Buble was outside my house. I could hear him, singing is heart out with Christmas songs.

I like Mr Buble (in a manly way) as his style of song is great and he has one of those easy listen tones (not that I know anything about that)

Wow the bloke had come to the little village to surprise us with his Christmas play list.this I have to see..

I ran down stairs and open the door. Maybe a little concert in the village? maybe Id get to do a sneaky duet with him? before I could open the door the door bell rang. As I opened the door I was greeted by a lady with false Christmas Antlers and a most annoying smile ''Merry Christmas'' She said shaking a money box at me.

I pushed her out the way and ran out to see Buble who was then singing silent night.

Oh...  turns out Michael Buble was actually Father Christmas on a trailer with a CD player. And the local Rotary Club had given him a Michael Buble Christmas CD to fill his boots with.

OK, this is maybe a bit of a made up story, and to be honest I don't mind seeing Santa on his sleigh pulled by an estate car while Rudolf  looks on, unable to move at the shock of being 2 weeks early with no over time pay.

Well so far that's my Christmas (other than buying the Kids presents) and I must say I'm not looking forward to it but one thing I am going to try and do is make sure I remember what its all about.