Revolutionary Rants

Things are quiet, but good, here in West Yorkshire. For one thing, we are having a surprisingly dry Autumn so far. I absolutely love autumn, even when it has - as it has this year - whole days of grey when the sun doesn’t bother to fight back the low hanging clouds. It is my favourite season, by far. It is just so crisp, it isn’t even to do with the leafs or the trees, it is just crisp weather, and crisp changing feeling in the atmosphere.

Perhaps because I love autumn so much, I find it even more distressing that people - or rather corporations - seem to make to want it Christmas time already.

I hate this phenomenon, it is not Christmas until December 25th, and, OK, so for a couple of weeks before that I concede it is nice - especially if you have little people in your household - to get ready for it, putting up your tree and so on, I even concede that you should maybe think of looking for presents for people now (and avoid the ultimate hell of the Xmas rush), but it just spoils the excitement of Christmas to hype it up a this point of the year.

Perhaps I should start a petition to have Christmas banned until December?!