I thought the Winner should have a post all to himself to celebrate, so here’s Ferret’s comment reproduced.

Sorry for the delay guys, it turned out that my New Year was even merrier than I hoped Hic!
I had a great time in Harrogate and hope each and every one of you enjoyed your chosen celebrations too.
Right then I have read through them all and have selected a favorite. They were all as ever, of excellent quality. I had a hard time spotting the Jeremiah link Janus you sneak. ![]()
In order of submittal:
Janus your reptillian inspired tale of separation at Xmas was beautifully penned. Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea indeed.
Jay Emm, or Mr Mackie, I thought Janus’ entry was a sideways slant but yours was just out there chum. A humorous take on the nativity written with style and great attention to detail.
OZ, I loved it. The innocence of the little girl and her assumption that everything is a potential new friend. Wonderfully descriptive and heartwarming, nice one that wolf.
Minty MBE, I have not got the foggiest which carol or xmas song inspired your tale. I was enthralled however and could’nt help but smirk when the old stick in the mud got his come uppance.
Christopher, Away in a Manger indeed. Concise writing but very illustrative, A great tale of human kindness.
Sipu, a long old read but well worth the time. Good King Wenceslas was it not? A great anti-scrooge tale of an employer who actually cares for his staff. And a good poke in the eye to the hedge funders and financial cowboys.
Jay Dubya, L’il Drummer Boy. Family break ups are sad at any time but they always seem to hit hardest at xmas. Your story had a twist in the usual format of the abandoned mum. Sad but well written.
Rick, no hard shoulder on the river Styx then? It took a while for the penny to drop but was thrilling when it did. A chilling tale of the consequences of pushing yourself too far. I liked it a lot.
Bilby, such a shame but at least you tried. Next time try using a different pen, it may inspire you more. ![]()
Okey Dokey then, the votes have all been counted, the lines are closed and the results are in. The winner of the final competition of 2010 is…….
Jay Emm or Mr John Mackie whichever you prefer. I chortelled from start to finish and the closing suggestion that it would all blow over was delicious. Well done Jay Emm and well done too to all the ever so worthy runners up.
Time for a small furry snifter after that lot methinks. ![]()
Hi, Boa. Thanks for posting this. I had noticed that I had won until I logged on in the lunch interval and noticed the sudden activity in the ‘December Festive Writing Competition’ post.
I shall wait the umpire’s decision before giving the deadline for the next competition.
Ferret, a good New Year to you and yours. Glad you enjoyed Hogmanay in Harrogate and thanks for doing me the honour of selecting my entry as the winner.
For those that never saw the carol in mine. It was “I saw three ships” (ferries)
A refereeing performance worthy of a new year’s honour! Well done, John! 🙂
PS for anyone else unable to spot my carol:
http://bearsy.wordpress.com/2011/01/02/jeremiah-was-a-bullfrog/
Congratulations, Mr Mackie.
Congratulations JM, you done good.
Thumbs up!
Decision made John. Most people prefer the end of month deadline… so we’ll stick with that!
Good point Boa,
Thanks for making a special post of the announcement, I should have thought of it myself. Doh!
You’re welcome, Ferret!
Duly noted Boa. I’m up all night for Day 2 of Sydney so the competition will follow ere dawn (Jock time) once I get rid of tonight’s guests. Worringly, they seem intent on hanging on. Not cricket-lovers, to be fair. I may have to get pointed about their increasingly imminent departure.
John
I don’t think that taking a couple of days to decide on topic matters at all. 🙂
Weel dun Mr. Mackie,
It has been an almighty start to the new year for you. Mine’s has deflated somewhat but we won’t go into that. As winner I note that the rules dictate that you are judge of the next competition. I offer you my handshake in congratulations and hope that the Swann-like finger spin in my grip might curry favour when you adjudicate. Mum’s the word or whatever it is. Big smiley thing.