Christmas – Less of the Bah Humbug

Say Bah Humbug to Christmas Moaners

David Mitchell confirms something I have suspected for a few days now…

… that standing up for Christmas is the new being all snide about Christmas.

And why not… yes, why not.

Those ‘tinsel isn’t in the true spirit of the season’ people have had it their way for too long. All that ‘don’t buy presents’, and ‘remember the real reason’ and ‘it’s got too commercial’ . . . . well, just exactly when else do we have an excuse to plonk a seven foot tree in our living room in order to make the entire house smell of disinfectant, torment the cat and impail tiny green spikes into our slippers?

When else do we come across biazarre food items that are only ever found in christmas hampers? When else do we have an excuse to buy unshelled nuts and smash them into inedible pieces?

Never that’s when

Christmas is so lovely, I can’t stand the humbugs. I know some people have sad memories associated with Christmas, or maybe had bad childhood Christmasses, but apart from that the Humbuggers piddle me off. I’m just as much against the over-Americanised-over-consumerist-stressful-sentiment-dead-environmentally-disastrous side to it as the next would-be leftie… But c’mon people, love it for what’s great about it! Christmas is a time for giving, sharing, family, friends, showing people you care (charity gifts spring to mind), thinking of those less fortunate that you and (guiltlessly) having lots of lovely food – and, yes, David, I’ll be having a goose and I’d gladly ‘flip off back to Borough Market’ only sadly I don’t live in London and my goose will be from Lidl!

Munch On!