A mixed bag for me. I detest with a passion
the run up to Christmas, starting sometime in mid-Sept, which includes with ever increasing frequency on the telly the ads for seasonal grub, shops (JL, JS etc) and smellies, together with the foodie programmes (Oliver makes me want to throw up) which seem to be the same year on year.
Then when the
TWO DAYS is all over, we're instantly into the dieting shows because most of us have eaten enough calories over the
TWO DAYS to keep a small country healthy for six months.
This year, I was away in distant climes and missed it all
for which I'm extremely grateful. That said, my two kids (now 33 and 31) still like it so it's a chance for us all to get together for an annual chin wag, notwithstanding that as soon as No.1 son walks in the front door, he heads straight for the larder to check the 'state of play'.
Christmas is fine once it gets here, provided of course they show the remake of 'Miracle on 34th St'; then it's out with a drop of the malt and a mince pie (or two) - Rob
I no longer work for Axminster Tools & Machinery.