Anyone who knows me knows that I’m not a big Christmas buff. A lot of head scratching and stress at a time that should be about relaxtion. A quick screwing up the finances before the New Year. And all that.
But then you find yourself living in a residential area with families and grandchildren all around. Walking through Breck Road at night currently looks more like walking through a seaside arcade: flashing lights absolutely everywhere.
Yes, it’s tacky and kitsch. But when you house is suddenly the only one shrouded in dull grey darkness, something stirs within oneself. So here’s my effort towards neo-suburbian inclusion.
