Or so said Alan Rickman, memorably, in the otherwise dire Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves. Well, the Institute of Public Policy research seems to agree and indicates that there is no place in mutic-cultural Britain for Christmas. Well, apart from the fact we never wanted to be in a multi-cultural Britain we think that this is an excellent idea. Agent Triple P can't stand all the fairy lights, Christmas carols, mince pies, sprouts (in particular), expensive presents for people you can't stand, cards for people you can't remember etc etc.
We should chuck it all out and we will celebrate Yule at the end of the year with a lot of wine, a spitted wild boar and a brace of Scandinavian blondes. That's quite enough for me.