A Curmudgeon’s Christmas Conversion
BY DAVID RICHARDS I had perfected the pre-emptive festive scowl. By the first week of November, as tinsel-tawdry displays metastasised across the high street, I retreated into a state of advanced curmudgeonliness—a seasonal affective disorder in reverse. To my finely-tuned cynicism, Christmas had crystallised into a triumvirate of modern miseries: a festival of consumerism so rampant it would make Saturnalia blush; an exercise in stress-management … Continue reading A Curmudgeon’s Christmas Conversion

