Lonely Christmas

Lonely Christmases In Lisbon 20 years ago – time frame unimportant- I was invited to a Christmas party by my new wife family and it was a big family, who had travelled from Congo, France and Belgium. Plenty of food and wine and back then I had little restraint and a great appetite. The promise of not drinking much was forgotten and as had that day been upset by Israel’s behaviour against Palestine I could not stop talking about it as an injustice always affects me. I remember telling people that Jesus was a Jew and we Christians were guilty of genocide. Every Christmas since, we sit at home and give each other gifts and her family ring her, how was I to know they were half Jewish.