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Festive Funnies

With Christmas just days away, we’ve been thinking of funny festive stories we’ve experienced over our many years as agents in Ampthill. Here are a couple of crackers for you…

Bad Santa

Picture the scene: It’s a cold December morning at The Clockhouse. We’re warm inside, working away like elves and looking forward to pigs in blankets in a few days’ time. There comes a crashing sound from outside and commotion ensues. We rush towards the windows to see what’s occurring, peeking through the property posters to get a good look.

A van and a car have had a prang. Traffic is soon backing up Bedford Street and beyond. Coming out from the van is a man in a full Santa suit – hat, belt, boots and all. He’s angry about the accident, yelling and hollering and directing his tirade at the driver of the car. This carries on for a while, attracting quite the audience of Ampthill residents.

Then, just as swiftly as it started, it’s over. Santa gets back in his sleigh – sorry, van – slams the door and off he goes. He must have misplaced his Christmas spirit that day. Nothing a glass of milk and a couple of cookies can’t fix.

Cold Turkey

What’s one of the worst things that could happen to a host at Christmas? The turkey not turning up has got to be up there. You’ve got all the trimmings, the Christmas cake has been steeping in sherry for weeks, but the main event is MIA. You ordered it well ahead of time as well! You’ll just have to make an emergency trip to Waitrose to see if there’s a crown going spare.

Over Christmas, you think about moving house, somewhere bigger so all the family can stay during the festive season. You contact Orchards for a valuation, booking for mid-Jan, once the decs are packed away and the house is back to normal.

The day arrives and you’ve got the fresh coffee scent going and the cushions plumped – good practice for when you’re preparing for viewings. You head outside to make sure the cars are off the drive and the bins are hidden away. And that’s when you see it. The sodden cardboard box. Chucked behind the bin. The turkey had been delivered after all.