This year's Thanksgiving story
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Well, even though two of our three main US correspondents are British to the core, they have failed miserably to send us any news today.* Why? Because hot-diggidy-darn, it's Thanksgiving.
Quite how the Indians and Pilgrims getting together in 1612 to chill after the harvest and munch on some venison and fruit has turned into the turkey-based eatathon and advertising opportunity of today has left many (including us) confused.
As we understand it, you have to spend the whole day with your family (including the sponging fringes of it), eat too much and watch dreadful TV. We call it Christmas over here.
Anyway, the likelihood is that by mid-afternoon your mother-in-law/cousin/son/friend of the family will have driven you insane and you'll rush to the PC for some escapism. This is where this story comes in. We have had a quick trawl through the Net and come up with a nice, safe, lovely Thanksgiving site.
Click on the link below to open a window with this lovely site. Then read whatever you like. If the door goes and the missus pops her head round the door quick as a flash click on the Thanksgiving site and say something along the lines of "Well sweetheart, I was just thinking about how we've lost the true meaning of Thanksgiving: of living and loving in harmony, people of all colours and creeds, so I thought I'd look on the Internet for some inspiration and this is what I found."
Then as soon as she leaves with a soppy smile on her face, switch back to Cindy Margolis.
Don't say we never do nuffing for yer. ®