Well I'm less annoyed today, thank goodness. I think the general bonhomie of the First of December is somehow filtering through the atmosphere.
It's surprising, this date. As the calendar ticks over from November to December, it suddenly seems entirely acceptable to go Christmas Crazy.
Up go the trees in lamplit windows. Yesterday, they would have been scorned like hot-cross buns in August. Out come the mince-pies - a few hours ago, unacceptably festive with the First Day Adventists, but now weirdly acceptable, like the fake nostalgia engineered by the people who invented the Coca-Cola truck.
I noted too that many of the shops along the high street had festooned their windows with golden tinsel this morning. Twitter, normally flooded with complaints about First Great Western, is suddenly awash with windows popping open on hundreds of Advent Calendars.
It's a pretty strange thing considering that it's the second day of Advent - at least, it is, according to the Church of England.
Ah but what would the Church, of all things, know about when Advent starts? Pah to all them religious people always tellin' us what to do, ennit? If the Advent Calendar what we got from the shop says it starts on the first, then it starts on the first - what's the flippin' church gotta do with Christmas anyway?
Anyway... *ahem* ... the bonhomie has filtered through, promise! I probably ought to be more grateful that we celebrate this season at all, rather than sitting here whinging about how we're doing it all wrong.
Time for another mince pie, I reckon...
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