Christmas is the dogs bollox.
You can NEVER have too many pairs of socks, drink too much cheap brandy/whiskey, eat too much dry turkey, and receive too many crappy woolley jumpers knitted by you aunt.
Plus, it brings me endless joy talking to those relatives I never get to see for the rest of the year about "what a liitle rascal my Dad was when he was a nipper", and "Oooooooh, hasn\'t he grown, how old are you now? 19?", and then my Dad, after staggering from the pub on christmas day afternoon says "You lot don\'t know you\'re born..... in my day, all we used to get for christmas was an orange, some conkers, a hula hoop, a christmas cracker, and a paper hat.
Oh, yes, you can\'t beat christmas, you should come round and meet my family Chiz, you\'ll fit in a treat.