This is not a time to be joyful, or merry, the shops a full of stressed mad people, and that's just the staff, the mince pies start appearing, the radio starts acting all melancholy with jingles and such like, the roads are pitied with salt and grit, if only Chris Rea was coming home for Christmas!
I managed to grab a big bag of festive pigs in blankets flavoured crisps from Iceland, to my surprise they are really nice, this sort of stuff should be available all year round. Why do all the best things only ever appear at this festive time, for most part of the year I am struggling to buy anything half decent.
This is my hangup:
there is nothing to be cheery about stuck in a Christmas shopping queue, listening to piped xmas music with children running riot.
I refuse to have any kind of tinsel or festive cheer around my home, the xmas cards that appear are merely a front of my former family life if to only appease a few. If anyone cares to try and change the woes of my ways be my guest, the efforts could be misguided.