So it begins..

I was in town tonight so went to see the big light switch-on. The shops were open late and the High Street was unusually crowded. Our way was often blocked by pushchairs or small children duelling with light sabres. Youngest Son said 'I hate Christmas!' and went off to his trumpet lesson. I did wonder why I was there, too until all of a sudden it was 6 o'clock and the countdown began 5-4-3-2-1... and in a flurry of ticker tape, the lights came on!

Now the spending can begin..