Yeah, that’s right. I hate christmas. I hate the songs, the shopping, the not being able to go to the supermarket without it taking four times as long, the enforced joviality. As you can probably tell, the Christmas Spirit has well and truly left the building. If I had it my way I would hibernate until the New Year (and don’t get me started on why I don’t like the New Year).

So if you see someone who is grouchy, full of cold (ill again? why yes, thank you for asking. I’ll take a cold please) and grimacing, that’ll be me. Please don’t tell me to get into the Christmas spirit and please don’t tell me to cheer up or I might just be forced to either sneeze on you or punch you in the face.