Today I found myself thinking ‘‘hmmm how many days until the 1^st of December, I want to decorate the house’’ then I was like ‘’EWWWWWW who is this person in my head, GET OUT’’.

I then sat and pondered ‘’No I am aloud to look forward to and get excited about Christmas, because at Christmas I get to see my family’’.

Fuck you consumer materialism and hallmark for making me feel so dirty. I went to the Shops yesterday to get some photos printed and nearly vomited and had a tinsel overdose.

Remember people this is supposed to be a time to reflect on love and family, not be drowned in bullshit. Everyone gets so amped up, stressed and agro around Christmas time, be nice to each other people that’s the fucking point, car park rage retards I’m talking to you, pull your heads in.

But no – I’m aloud to get excited – I love being with my family, immediate and extended.

So Woo Hoo, Bring on what will be my sons first Christmas. Love, Peace and Family that’s what Christmas is about.