I enjoyed chirstmas more when I was kid. Who didn't? I used to get loads of toys and shit, and then my Nan used to knit me these aweful jumpers, and those mittins on string that the bullies used to pull so you hit your self in the face. And when I was really young we didn't have a video recorder so I used to look forward to watching the wizard of oz because that was on every year, but then my Nan would make me watch the Queens speech, that was boring.
I used to love how I got to stop up the night before after Nine, and put out a mince pie and a glass of cherry for santa. It was always more exciting when you beleaved in Santa, even though I was worried about my best friend who lived in a council flat, we was always told Santa came down the cinmy and she didn't have one. My mum told me Santa had a key that could get into any house.
Now I pretty much only get christmas day off and thats it. Christmas day is hard work and there always seems to be a family fight and I found out that Santa isn't really. That was last night so damn Christmas will be sad this year. On the plus side the Doctor Who christmas speacel is on. Woot