I am by no stretch of the imagination a religious person – the only ‘religions’ I subscribe to are chocolate and the endeavour to live a generous life (so yes, if you’re nice, I will give you my last Rolo) – but Christmas has always been a holiday that I love wholeheartedly. Admittedly, some of the shine has been rubbed off in the last few years. I put this down, not to age, but to the fact that I have worked Christmas Day five out of the last six years, including this year. When I first started working on Christmas Day, I used to rock up at the office, all sparkly, wearing my angel halo or reindeer antlers, and full of determination to make sure everyone else had a merry old time. But six years down the line, that enthusiasm has been somewhat dampened and I confess to feeling rather Scrooge-like about the whole affair. Continue reading