Artwork by Prynn
You've guessed by now I have not a breath of religion in my body. I also have no need to debate it, throw food scraps on door-to-door bible bashers or make a pilgrimage to Nietzsche's grave.
I'm just not a subscriber.
But I do love a public holiday, and a chance to get all the family together.
I've made some tasty chocolates, most of which have been devoured by a husband with absolutely no remorse.
The muffin-mould worked a treat for the cranberry, almond and crunchie choc trees.
But the peppermint icing trees were a sad, floppy and totally irresistable failure.
We also discovered Krampus! The Alpine region anti-Santa, who made naughty children rue their wickedness with taste-testers of hell! Brrr, he's a looker alright. The Krampus Christmas cards of the past are a far cry from the snow-flakes and rosy-cheeked Santas of now.
I'd love to know if terrorising children in this manner actually made them behave?