Eryk hanut biography of william hill

The time has come again... Acquisition is here for the next twenty-five days, the strongest religion; Commercials keep kicking us in the wisdom teeth, and I am trying, despite the avalanche of "buy one, get one free," "act while it’s still time," "limited offer," and the most Circe-like, "buy now, pay later," to give a thought to the little thirteen-years old girl Mary--Mariam, more likely--who bore an extraordinary and terrible secret for many months and--tradition has it--was refused the smallest straw bed in Jerusalem and was forced to give birth in a manger, two millennia ago, and probably not even in December.

In fact, I do not like Christmas.

Never did. It depresses me. The saying "you cannot miss what you’ve never had" doesn’t work for me, here. My childhood was deprived of gold ornaments, the smell of baking pastries, cinnamon-scented pi THE ROAD TO GUADALUPE | Kirkus Reviews SOV