Yeah our primary school made a big deal out of Christingle. Growing up in about as secular a household as you can get and not being au fait with such things, I thought it was a big deal in the Christian calendar. Like I dunno Lent or some shit. Then when I got to secondary school it turned out no other cunt did it, and I learned that it was all just a big fundraiser for The Children’s Society. So there you go.
Part of the thing was to go to the local church, light your Christingle and then walk out of the church in a line with it. My sister had her hair set on fire by the one being carried by the lad behind and had to go to hospital.
Oh and I don’t like Dolly Mixtures either.
So yeah, Christingle. Great show lads.