Hey, I wonder if unnu realise that November will soon tek weh himself from the sound booth and make way for December to take up the selector's position! Yeah man, and we done know already, once DJ December hold the microphone, who ago walk out big, bold and bashy pon di dance floor. The Christmas crew of course!

Believe it or not people, in no time flat Christmas will be upfront and centre, getting all the feature, and enticing all and sundry to increase material wants and needs, expand earthly expectations, desire useless things that dem cyaan afford, and spend all the money that dem don't have.

Unnu think is joke? Trust mi, just open unnu one good eye and tek a quick prips and I know unnu will agree with me that Santa and him reindeer and him elves and the rest of the Christmas posse are discretely and imperceptibly approaching like the original Jim Screechie. Lord have mercy, unnu nuh si dem?

I've been warning people and reminding myself from way back when we got to August, that the year almost bite the dust. Fi real! Them b-e-r months work a kind of magic. Is like dem rub up inna oil of no linger or sprinkle with quick disappearance powder. Because by the time you start getting used to September, it's over to October and before it even middle, it swiftly slide into November. Then braps, wi land in the fantasy time called December.

Yeah, Christmas is perilously close folks. And I always use this period of late November for a bit of rueful reflection. For example, I'm reflecting now on the fact that no matter how times are hard and money is scarce, we always seem to find the resources to indulge in loud expressions of joy and enact vulgar displays of excess.

I'm also reflecting on the fact that yesterday, November 19, was International Men's Day. Unnu never know? And as usual, it passed quietly. Nobody bought me any card or sent any message and only a few folks paused to even remember the day. Man day? Who cares? International Men's Day seems to carry little meaning to most pople. In a few days time though, every day and night, every man will be under pressure to "man up" and let off money so as to ensure the financing of the days that really mean something, like Christmas Day.

And she's just around the corner by the way. As of today, her grand celebrated and eagerly anticipated arrival is exactly 34 days away. Ah so it go brethren, mi nuh mean fi scare anybody but look out. Whether we want to or not, we have to prepare and get ready for the famous silly season of feast, funds and folly.

Yes, friends and people, everybody soon start get jocular and jolly. And even those who don't have any hall going to want to deck dem hall wid boughs of holly. Carrollers soon start singing. Jingle bells soon start ringing. And we soon start ask family a foreign when dem coming and what dem bringing. The advertisements are already appearing. Stores and shops have started the decorating. Numerous bands of scammers, hustlers, thieves and beggars will start competing with motorists, pedestrians, registered handcart operators and customers for space in the streets.

Yeah peeps, sound the trumpet and start roll the drum. And pepare to break your own piggy bank because once again, Christmas a come!

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