Crisp my aged companion and I were out walking and looking up she saw the elf.
“Well there’s someone with a axe to grind,” she remarked.
“How so?” I asked.
“They’ve crucified the elf.”
Crisp had made it clear she wasn’t much into Christmas and in recent days we had been surrounded by all things Christmas.
She was more your Scrooge than Father Christmas.
“Look at it,” she’d say, “all that expense on decorations, lights and what have you when there are starving children in Africa.”
“But its been a tough year,” was my reply, “restrictions and all the worry of Covid, maybe people need the opportunity to celebrate.”
“You may be right, but it’s a whole lot of humbug if you are ask me. I take your point. Just don’t be getting above yourself. It’s not often you are right.”
I had to agree with that.
Written for: https://crispinakemp.com/2020/12/16/crimsons-creative-challenge-110/
Morpethroad 
Oh ho, that was a downer at the end. Lol!
Thanks Sadje.
A pleasure
To some degree I have to agree with Crisp. But also, I do see the exception, this year. We need something to cheer us up. At the moment the UK is mostly grey.
I see you are doing it tough over there. We seem to have relaxed for a moment and another flare up has occurred.
A mutation, Michael. It’s more readily contagious though not necassarily more lethal. But the vaccine programme continues. Next year. Play, next year.