All boxed up for a day of giving
BELINDA SCOTT reports on the meaning of Boxing Day ...
NO Matilda, Boxing Day is not the official date to beat your siblings senseless.
Yes, it may seem a good idea, especially after Sheila gave you a handsomely-wrapped box of pig's ears.
But she did apologise and say she had mixed up the parcels.
We can wash the pink pyjamas that Spot was wearing on Christmas Day.
I'm sure the cow manure he rolled in can be soaked out quite easily and no, you can't take them back to the shop for a refund, they fitted Spot quite nicely.
Yes, Fred, it is a good day for you to watch your new video of World's Most Damaging Pugilistic Encounters.
But I'd rather you used the screen in the office all that blood is upsetting the littlies, and I don't think that's how the day got its name anyway.
Steve, please climb off that wheelybin there is absolutely no more room in it and if you jump up and down any more you will have all the cardboard jammed in so tightly it won't shake out when the recycling truck comes past.
Why is it called Boxing Day if they won't collect the rubbish until next Monday?
Well, it's actually nothing to do with the local council.
No, Crumpled Paper Day doesn't have the same ring to it.
Okay, Ripped Plastic Day does sound like a good name for your new rock band but I'd rather you used the garage to try out your new drum kit.
Just listen to me for a moment Boxing Day is an old tradition to do with gifts to servants.
And, no, you cannot give my cocktail dress to Mrs Kefups.
I don't think she likes cleaning house in sequins