How to get over Christmas…

<Beep> <Beep> <Beep> My alarm? But it's dark! It's pitch bloody black, in fact. I pull my eyelids open, like rope pulling a creaking boat to shore (yes, my similes are nautic - I was in Jersey this Christmas). But I might as well keep my eyes closed, for I cannot see. And I'm not …

Some men – you just can’t trust them (not you, Andy)

It’s that time of year when we ask our children to trust a strange old man with a red coat and a big beard to come into their rooms and empty his sack in their stockings. That man, of course, is a vision of hope and joy (I've been watching Miracle on 34th Street this …

What makes the perfect Christmas, you filthy animal?

“Look what you did, you little jerk.” Charming. I am of course quoting 90’s Christmas classic, Home Alone. The kids watched it for the first time the other day. Unsurprisingly they loved it, and it’s been on repeat ever since in our house. It certainly beats having to watch Paw Patrol or the world’s most …