I can scarcely believe that it is less than a fortnight until Christmas.
As I've grown older, all of the magical ritual associated with Christmas has been stripped away.
Who could forget the buillding excitement we experienced as children as the run-up to Christmas began? Adverts extolling the merits of the latest toys and games, kids TV programmes running Christmas specials and Slade and Wizzard blaring from every radio.
Probably the biggest factor was spending eight hours a day in school with other children, all whipping each other into a frenzy.
Even the little details, like sending Christmas cards, buying Advent calendars and putting up the tree seemed so exciting when we were young.
Now, they are just extra chores to tackle at the end of a long working day. Spending 40 hours a week in an office is no great way to build excitment for Christmas.
So, I am now proposing that December be declared a holiday. I realise that there may be impracticalities to this, but screw it, let the politicians figure out the fine details.
Just give me my month off.
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