There’s a scene in Peep Show when Mark flies off the handle with Jez on Christmas morning because he forgot to buy the turkey. “No turkey?” Mark says, quaking with rage, before screaming “That was your job, you f***ing moron” and going on an expletive-ridden tirade. But it turns out to be a joke – Jez has in fact bought an organic turkey which he spent “ages researching online”. Mark apologises. “That wasn’t very Christmassy,” says Jez.
“That wasn’t very Christmassy” has become a catchphrase in my house. My siblings and I have shouted it at each other over the years for unwrapping stockings before one of us has woken up, for presents which are obvious regifts, and when someone pulls the crackers and loses on both sides.
