Cheesy

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire (well Kettle Crisps by the fire left open from last night)

Jack Frost nipping at your Toes (Dream on Jack - not a chance mate)

Yuletide Carols being sung by the Choir (Rihanna We found Love any good?|)

And Kids dressed up like Eskimos - Screech - that seemed a step too far!

It appears I have to give in to the fact that it's all happening. I call my husband Ebenezer, but it would appear that a large injection of Festive Spirit is required for me also. Now if only there was a good Christmas tune to dance round the kitchen table to?