What's that coming over the hill? Is it Christmas? You know I think it might be. It is almost here now, hurtling towards us like a big tinselly, carol-singing juggernaut.
I may not be totally ready yet - presents are still unwrapped, mince pies are still looking suspiciously like their separate constituent ingredients but, hey, it'll be fine. Whenever I start to worry about being disorganised about Christmas, I remind myself that Scrooge didn't get his shit together until Christmas morning and everyone thought he was great. Although clearly there, the trick is to lower everyone's expectations beforehand. I think the ship may have sailed on that one.
I bloody love Christmas, me. In fact everything I love about Christmas is summed up in Tim Minchin's awesome "White Wine In The Sun."
I may not live thousands of miles away from my family, there definitely won't be sunshine and there probably won't even be white wine. Yet this song sums up my Christmases perfectly.
I really like Christmas
It's sentimental, I know, but I just really like it
I am hardly religious
I'd rather break bread with Dawkins than Desmond Tutu, to be honest
And yes, I have all of the usual objectionsHowever you feel about Christmas, whether you are going to be celebrating it, tolerating it or just gritting your teeth and hanging in there until the whole damn thing is over, I hope this festive season is everything that you want and need it to be. See you on the other side.
To consumerism, the commercialisation of an ancient religion
To the westernisation of a dead Palestinian
Press-ganged into selling Playstations and beer
But I still really like it
Peace and Love.