I had a think about a Blamire Christmas Episode and came up with this little scenario
A MERRY BLAMIRE
Blamire took off his overcoat and placed it behind him.Turning to Clegg he remarked," look at him, I know the landlord has got an extension tonight but blimey this tatty Herbet is taking out extended credit from my fag packet."" Ah yes but you know what its like at Christmas, they throw three piece suites at you for only £395 and say you can pay later. I don't think a few cigarettes would amount to much interest over an extended Christmas Holiday". replied Cleggy cynically." Well I'm skint again" Compo furtively responded, shuffling in his trouser pocket for a match. Blamire offered a vesta all round and drew back on his cig.
Then with his superior smirk he told them his plan of arrangements for Christmas Day."Tomorrow, which we all know is the high light of the season, the coming of the boy child to a stable not so far from here," " Where Cleckheaton," interupted Cleggy. " No Bethlehem, its not so far these days by 747" corrected Blamire. " We shall be dinning at my abode as guests of my landlady", " hey up Norm he's pulled", laughed Compo." The only thing to be pulled tomorrow will be a wishbone and the proverbial cracker," retorted Blamire. He continued rhetorically " We shall assemble here at 1200 for some Christmas spirit then proceed respectfully to number 22 to our host, When I say respectfully that means shirt flaps should certainly not be seen", Wide eyed he glared at Compo." we shall arrive at 1330 and after sherries we will be led into the dinning room for our Christmas Fair". Inhaling on his cigarette with an air of sophistication he removed it from his mouth and said " Her beef WellingTON is of par excellence and her roast turkey dinner is an anticipation of the quintessential feast"." hey Norm" quizzed Compo" Why is he on about wellingtons, I do have some best shoes I got when they demobbed me."" You know these military types they like every thing beefed up." laughed Cleggy." May I continue" interupted Blamire. " After our festive sumptuousness we shall be allowed to sit in the comfort of the heated lounge, with a coloured televisiON to watch the Queen as we crush our nuts." With that the other two burst into laughter and giggles, jeering " Nuts, Whole Hazel nuts, here I come and I wanna go home." Quickly adjusting his demeanor Blamire retaliated " you know what I mean and at 1900 we will have to vacate our host as she will be expecting her gentleman friend for supper". " you mean her fancy man, I've seen them down at the bakers". sneered Compo." I must admit it all sounds very nice with colour television and turkey but can we smoke". replied Clegg.
"There's just one problem Mable" contested Compo," I can't go.
They looked at him in complete bewilderment with Blamire struggling to close his mouth." Go on then flappy shirt tell us why?" he managed to say.
Compo began" I was down at the market this morning when I bumped into Aggie Duckett with her husband Derrick and the've asked me to Christmas Dinner. Well you know how she likes to not take no for an answer, so I said ok, he's gonna pick me up before opening time." " Aggie Ducket" in shouts of disbelief from Blamire and Clegg simultaneously." Thats why I'm skint I had to get her something for a pressy, I couldn't go there empty handed." sighed Compo." You should have got your self a truncheon you'll need it before the days out" advised Cleggy." Struth how did that happen, a scruffy little armpit like you getting an invitation from Aggie Duckett, I know she's a rough 'un but that takes the biscuit." gasped Blamire." just like she used to do at playtime." said Cleggy. " I was just sat there waitng for the bookie to open so I could win some'hat for the' present when they came up and asked me." Compo related." You see they had got this three bird roast from the back of a lorry and 'cos there was only two of them to eat it they asked me to join 'em to make the number up. It was all I could do for old times sake and it being the season of goodwill." sighed Compo." Season of goodwill" laughed Blamire " there'll be no goodwill at closing time if I know Aggie Duckett that was."