Somewhere along life's journey, I turned into a grumpy, exasperated, tetchy old cow as far as the season of goodwill to all men is concerned. Despite which, I wish you all a lovely time over the coming week or so and that you all enter 2008 healthy and happy and ready to kick some serious arse

But for those of you who are of a similar cynical disposition to me, may I suggest you spend a mere two minutes of your time listening to the man who makes me sound like a born-again Martha Stewart?
Ladies and Gentlemen, it's the one, the only, the incomparable
Eric Idle's opinion of Xmas
So now I join you in grumpiness about Christmas.
I listened to Eric Idle. Oh yes I agree.
My sister was a fanatic of this comedian and her husband played one of Idle's songs at her funeral. Damn me, I've forgotten which one.
So Happy F.....g Christmas to you too.
All the very best of the season to you and yours, Sue
It's funny but I didn't swear when I was young. I copied my husband later, with the usual French student's vocabulary. Now I copy my young folk. France gets rid of lots of taboos.
My Mum's favourite bad word was "Oh, botheration!"
She didn't know what it meant. If you want to know look it up!
All the best, Gill. XX
more proof that Monty Python and crew are suitable for any occasion.