Well, happy Christmas mateys, you can’t get on a train, 

The Border Force is striking, so you can’t get on a plane, 

The nurses on the picket line feel underpaid and wronged, 

And if you need an ambulance, the wait could be prolonged.

No turkey on the table, the blighter’s got the flu, 

Here’s a Yuletide sausage, one’ll have to do,

Let’s raise a glass of water, with blankets on our knees, 

And drink to festive merriment, as we gently freeze.

Pam Ayres 2022

And from Owl, keeping watch over East Devon