Although you are reading this in February, aren’t you so glad that Christmas comes but once a year? No prejudice to the seasonal holiday; in fact, I mark it – well, reli-giously. But it’s all that commercial stuff, which prises open your jaw, and crams your mouth full of food, drink and other consumables until you’ve had it up to here.
And before you regurgitate that sentiment, let me confess that if there’s one thing more barf inducing than crass commercialism at Christmastime, it’s the pious hypo-crites who lament the passing of reason.









