Are we having fun yet?

The festive season is here, and despite everyone having huge sales, mounds of food and drink piling up in every room, trees being decorated and the Doctor Who Christmas special on the way, I feel about as festive as an old sock. Hang on, that could be seen a s a bit festive if hung over a fireplace. Forget I mentioned the sock. This year’s Christmas could be seen two ways really:

-As an attempt to stick two defiant fingers up at the credit/crunch/recession/collapse of captalism.

-And overcommeercialized mess that no longer carries much in the way of cultural significance beyond getting new stuff.

Either way I think I’m missing out on the joy of the season, but no doubt that will kick in once I can relax for five minutes. I have nice plans over the Chriostmas period, and some great ones for next year, so I’m sure things will become merry soon. Now, where’s that Turkey?