Christmas lights and wire cutters

I spotted the first sign of impending irritation on Sunday 27 November, as i was heading out for a chilly weekend walk.  A very long ladder set up against the side of one of the houses opposite me, with a man at the top, carefully tacking something along the edge of the roof.  At first glance it looked innocent enough, but I knew exactly what he was doing.  I briefly contemplated the idea of kicking the ladder out from underneath him or grabbing my neighbour’s garden hose with its handy power-spray and dousing him with freezing water.  I suspected that, although bringing a moment of personal satisfaction, such behaviour in this season of goodwill would probably be frowned upon by the majority of people.  So instead I simply snorted the same kind of snort expressing disbelief mixed with resigned annoyance which I’d used when I spotted a towering display of deep-filled mince pies in Sainsbury’s way back in September.  I mean, whatever happened to the twelve days of Christmas?  When did it become four and a half months of Christmas, for goodness sake?!  I have an annual competition with one of my friends as to which of us first hears the utterance, “Christmas is just around the corner!”.  I believe the record so far is late October.

However, I digress.  The point is that Sunday 27th November marked the start of the determined march of the Christmas lights of torture.  By nightfall that evening, it became dazzlingly clear that a number of residents along my road had joined in.  Okay, so maybe ‘torture’ is putting it a bit strongly, but they’re certainly hugely irritating.  I’m not the only one to find them so either.  Earlier today, a member of the online retinal detachment support group I belong to posted the following question: “Is anyone else  with RD completely annoyed by Christmas lights?  I used to love looking at Christmas lights and now they are just one blurry distraction.  :-(”  Another member of the group commented that for the first two or three years after her surgery in 2007, she was unable to look at Christmas lights for very long.  She went on to relate: I remember my family all going to pick out an ornament at a local Santa shop later that year and when I walked in (50+ trees lit up and decorated), I got dizzy and had to leave. I wasn’t close to 20/20 yet, both eyes were different rx and I had double vision, so each tree having 1000 lights on them was overload! I was pretty upset, as it was a tradition to go to that store and I felt like it was all over.

Just as any bright lights can be a challenge for many RD patients to deal with (fluorescent lights and those other horribly bright lights in supermarkets or some workplaces; car headlights, sunlight, bright computer screens… the list goes on and on), it’s just the same with Christmas lights.  I’m sure they’re brighter than they ever used to be, and the flashing ones are particularly irritating.  I genuinely think that the blue flashing ones are downright dangerous, as on several occasions whilst driving I’ve pulled over, thinking an ambulance was approaching, only to discover that it was just a resident with extremely bad taste who had decorated their house with hundreds of blue flashing fairy lights.  Therein lies another issue – taste.  What happened to the ‘less is more’ philosophy?!  Even before my RD issues, I was of the opinion that while sparing decorations of (non-flashing) white lights could actually be quite inviting and attractive; any more than this rapidly achieved the opposite effect of cheap ‘Santa’s grotto’.  Ironic really, as it must cost some people a small fortune in additional electricity each year.

The house just across the road from me now has bright blue lights lining the edge of the roof, a huge star beneath the eaves which flashes first blue then white, a giant multi-coloured flashing ‘Merry Christmas’ set high on the wall, a scribble of bright blue lights above the porch, and tiny red lights decorating a small tree beside the front door.  As if this isn’t enough, on some evenings one of the first floor windows lights up in slow flashes of red and green, as if some kind of psychedelic disco is in progress within.  When I’m driving down the road, I have to keep my eyes firmly focused on the opposite side, or it plays havoc with my vision.  Each time I drive past, I find myself wishing I’d indulged my original idea involving the ladder or the garden hose while I had the chance.  However, I have a cunning plan which involves wire cutters at dusk.  Just don’t let on that it was me who plunged my entire street back into respectable dimly-lit gloom on this chilly December evening.  I think I might go and polish off that bag of humbugs now…

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2 thoughts on “Christmas lights and wire cutters

  1. Steve Rockey

    Other than when I was a child I have never been a fan of Christmas. The only positives about the two days is that I get to spend some quality time with my Mum. Christmas for me just reminds me of being single and that I am not as happy as everyone in the ads. So I will be eating some humbugs with you. Christmas seems to be getting earlier and earlier each year and the lights, oh yes I so agree. If you need a partner in crime to keep look out, let me know!

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    1. ejb117 Post author

      I’ll let you know when I decide to put my cunning plan into action! As for Christmas… you could always do what I’ve done since my RD and stop watching TV – that gets rid of the ads! 🙂

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