So. My favourite C****tmas song. I’ve not yet mentioned C****tmas on this here blog. Mostly cos I’m not a fan of the yuletide. For many reasons.

But ho ho ho and all that shite, it WILL be C****tmas soon and you CAN’T AVOID IT. I’ll be sucked in to all that festive cheer and goodwill to all men bollocks. AND IT’S STARTED ALREADY. My tennis partner and part-time stockbroker SAHDandProud has tagged me in a C****tmas meme. The bastard.

However, I heart him most verily, so I’ll participate. But I want someone to note: THIS IS UNDER DURESS.

Therefore I am willing to admit, on public forum, that my favourite C****tmas song is:

And TECHNICALLY it’s not a song, it’s a piece of classical music, which means I am well cultured, innit. Listen to it – is that not C****tmas?? There’s jingle bells and everything! Love it. Fab.

But in case old SAHDandProud gets all uppity cos I’ve not picked a SONG, this also sometimes stirs my heart of stone:

and makes me want to dance a jig, round a piano, holding a cup of mulled wine. Fantastic.

Now before I get all C****tmassy, I’ll feck off.

Consider yo’self TAGGED

PurpleMum

Five Go Blogging and

Bibsey Mama

Merry fecking C****tmas!