When the days draw in and there’s a chill on the breeze, there’s only one place we want to be.
Where tinsel’s draped lavishly, and presents wrapped fashionably, in piles underneath the tree.
It might be summertime temperatures here, but in England it’s toe-achingly pleasant,
Out in the snow, we are in full flow, in landscapes we rarely see.
Family snuggles and feel-good films. Lots of cuddles, we’re full to the brim.
Yes, when the days draw in and there’s a freeze on the breeze, there’s only one place we want to be.
We trade lavish Doha brunches for festive afternoon teas,
Qatar National day decorations for sparkly Christmas trees,
Desert for greenery and hummus for cheese, our expat friends for our family.
When the nights become long and the wind blows strong, there’s only one place we want to be.
We’ve travelled the world with our little girl, but I don’t think we’ll ever depart,
From our draw to London with its hustle and bustle, that has nestled in our hearts.
And then out to the countryside, and look, it’s snowed! Let’s put on six layers and get out,
With sledges and snowmen and crunching through drifts. This is what life is about!
Then back home again to warm up, put our soggy socks up by the fire,
With leftover turkey sandwiches and the dulcet tones of a choir.
“God rest you merry gentlemen, let nothing you dismay”
When the days draw in and the winds start to sting, we’re dreaming of Christmas Day.
We’re dreaming of Christmas markets, and carols and department stores.
We’re dreaming of meeting Santa, next to a tree reaching several floors.
But most of all, I can’t wait to see, my sunshine’s face when she witnesses,
The magic England offers at Christmas time (while I sup on mulled wine),
With cheeks flushed from the breeze, everything that she sees,
Will remind me of my own childhood Christmases.
Happy first of December everybody!