I always look forward to celebrating Christmas. Do you want to know why? Well, first of all, I get to eat lots of yummy food and I get lots of Christmas presents from Santa. But, most importantly of all, I get the honour of receiving the ‘Turkey God’.
|Woo hoo! Here's the Turkey God, resting on the chopping board in all of its glory!|
There was something strange about this year’s Turkey God though. He seemed a bit smaller than usual. Last year, for example, he weighed in at a whopping 24lbs/11kg. This year, however, he was a paltry (or should that be poultry – heh heh) 5kg! Don’t believe it? Well, take a look at last year’s photo of the Turkey God and you can do a comparison and decide for yourself…
|Photo of Turkey God taken last year - he was MASSIVE!|
|This year's Turkey God.|
|Even though he was a little slimmer, I couldn't help staring in awe at the delicious, I mean holy, Turkey God.|
Soon the yearly ritual began. I went into a trance and started chanting deliriously…
|Me chanting feverishly.|
|Once the chanting was over, there was only one thing to do...|
|I decided to kiss the Turkey God's feet! Unfortunately, the Missus wasn't very impressed by my show of devotion.|
The Turkey God mysteriously disappeared for a few hours, so I decided to go and check out my Christmas presents…
|YAY! Look at my fabulous hoard!|
|I got yummy treats galore...|
|…as well as a tiny hippopotamus!|
Out of the blue, the Turkey God suddenly reappeared.
|I'm not sure how, but he had developed a golden tan and was surrounded by those other demi-gods of mine - The Brussels Sprouts, Carrots and Roasted Potatoes gods.|
|Oh my dog! I can't wait to get tuck in!|
Got to go now folks. There’s food to be eaten.
Merry Christmas everyone!