Well, well, well. I think we have a first in ye ol’ Post of the Week. Much like Santa’s list, the ballots have all been checked twice (thrice, in fact), and we most definitely have a tie.

This week’s co-winners are:

Everything Is Electric: I was in a canteen somewhere in the Midlands this morning.
(nominated by Sarah)

“THE BUTTON IS CLEARLY MARKED.”

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Our judges said …

“The author’s self-restraint is astounding, and I’d have laughed more if I wasn’t shaking my head in painful recognition.”

“She had me at ’steamed pudding dressed up as a dinner lady’. I’m hoping she’ll make a short film out of this.”

and

Sarah, The Bringer of Tea: Happy Tranniversary to Me!
(nominated by Greg K. Nicholson)

Two years ago I was a shy, paranoid tranny hiding behind my hair and spending my time in public trying to work out how to keep interaction with strangers as minimal as possible.

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Our judges said …

“I think the very core of blogging is about encountering other lives and experiences that radically differ from our own. This is the first I’ve read where (what would be for me) an everyday activity is the crux of the blog itself, and expertly allows you to see her point of view without feeling as if you’ve been made to.”

“A thought-provoking ‘humdinger’ of a post from a blog I’ve never heard of — this is just what Post of the Week is all about.”

Congratulations to both of our lovely ladies (one a bringer of tea, the other a would-be drinker of it) for brewing up these blogtastic beauties.

This week’s team of judges, who were sequestered in separate, yet well-appointed, sound-proof booths during the voting process were Timbo, Ben, and Bob. The shortlist was shortlisted by Mike.

Why haven’t YOU joined in the jollity of judging? It’s easy and fun and takes hardly any time at all. Clicketh here to see how you can get involved.

1. Diamond Geezer: How to survive the Office Christmas Meal.
(nominated by kate)

You have virtually nothing in common. They know nothing about your interests and you care nothing about theirs. Stick to the usual safe conversational topics (house prices, holiday arrangements, children’s TV programmes) and you should make it through.

2. Everything Is Electric: I was in a canteen somewhere in the Midlands this morning.
(nominated by Sarah)

“THE BUTTON IS CLEARLY MARKED.”

3. Glitter For Brains: Orange Sundays.
(nominated by Sarah)

I stirred my cocktail as, around me, feral gentlemen ran by yelling ‘WOT U IN2 M8?’ and ‘PIXPLSTHNX’ into the air like banshees with all the speed of Britney Spears running away from a court-ordered drugs-test.

4. Letters Home: World Aids Day.
(nominated by Mike)

Someone poured me a slug of cognac that was many times greater than my choice of shot size. I drank it nonetheless…like a cup of tea that ceases to steam, and I changed into a mouth that works and eyes and legs that do not.

5. Musings from Middle England: Time To Pull Off 12 Angry Men.
(nominated by Mike)

Juries are a relic from the days when people lived in small communities, before technology, before forensics and DNA, when the universal belief was that the sun went round the earth.

6. Sarah, The Bringer of Tea: Happy Tranniversary to Me!
(nominated by Greg K. Nicholson)

Two years ago I was a shy, paranoid tranny hiding behind my hair and spending my time in public trying to work out how to keep interaction with strangers as minimal as possible.

7. Scaryduck: On saying “Boilk”.
(nominated by kate)

It’s that time of the year again, and you know what that means: the annual celebration of the birth of Our Lord Jesus Christ. In chocolate form.

If you have a post you want to nominate, please leave a link in the comments below.
The deadline for nominations is Friday December 7th.

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In a close race that went to a photo finish, this week’s winner is the oft-nominated Overnight Editor- Back to school with a gun,

Yes - the English department.
Those failed homosexuals.

Because that classroom, with those Sirs at the helm
convinced us lads that poetry’s realm
was ladies, losers, or gifted squanderers,
poseurs, pansies, effete cloud-wanderers.

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Our judges said…
“I love this post.”
“Praise the bard and pass the ammunition.”

This winning post was brought to you by the letter Y, and the number 3. Assisting were lovely short lister asta, the Honorable previous winner East Coast Squarehead, and passer of final judgement patita. The post was graciously nominated by Angelalala.

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1.Diamond Geezer-One Day
nominated by lyle

Before I moved to London, I lived in a small village in Suffolk. Me and 500 other people. It was a charming village just outside Ipswich, complete with 14th century church, tithe barn and watermill. There was an old pub at the top of the main street, and proper half-timbered cottages painted chocolate box colours, and a millpond down by the river. You know, all the things that make a village utterly perfect. I was a lucky man.

2.meish dot org:life unfolding- Coining a New Phrase
nominated by lyle

Web 2.Oaf

3.Overnight Editor- Back to school with a gun
nominated by Angelalala

Yes - the English department.
Those failed homosexuals.

Because that classroom, with those Sirs at the helm
convinced us lads that poetry’s realm
was ladies, losers, or gifted squanderers,
poseurs, pansies, effete cloud-wanderers.

4. Pandemian- Super Smashing Great
nominated by Peach

The players appear to have come to the end of a round, or a set, or an innings, or whatever it is. The spectators have leapt to their feet and broken into enthusiastic song. The words to this song flash on the giant display that encircles the arena and go like this: DER NER NEH! DER NER NEH! DER NER NER NER NER NER NEH! I look on Wikipedia to see if this is obligatory for either the audience or the game but it does not say.

5.Status Anxiety-Régime change at Anxious Mansions
nominated by B

“I got a cutlery tray!” I beamed, with perhaps more excitement than is necessary under the circumstances. But we had been “managing” with knives, forks and spoons all mixed up in an old Kit-Kat tin (the mini Kit-Kats had long since been consumed), so it seemed like progress.

6.The Magistrate’s Blog- Attitudes
nominated by kate

A surly-looking young man of about 20 is in front of us. Over six months ago a bench ordered reports on him with a view to imposing a community penalty. It took Probation two attempts to get him into their office for interview, and that only lasted half of the scheduled time as he became abusive and walked out, objecting to being asked questions about himself.

7.The Perfect Ratio-Ode to Bunsies
nominated by overnighteditor

My uncle gave him to me at Thanksgiving dinner when I was 2. I started crying immediately. Perhaps it was a symbolic reenactment of the Native Americans proffering dead rabbits to the Pilgrims, and the Pilgrims shooting them.

8.This Recording-In Which I Show Little To No Compunction About Posting Images From My Brother’s Facebook
nominated by Perfect Ratio

Me: Just wait until you turn 24, all women want to know is if you have your Jew card (you do, barely), and if you make money at your job. Then they’ll just criticize you for approximately ever. You’re all set, though. Women will be asking you to pull their hair for the next fifty years. You’re cute as a button, you’re like the white Malcolm X except way less of a revolutionary.

9.Unreliable Witness-Scorched earth policy
nominated by Ciarian

Tell you what. What? Tell me what? Nothing. I tell you nothing. You scratch my back, I scratch yours. I scratch. Claws and spores. Claws and pores. Claws and effect.