Things might be changing, though. There are advent calendars
on the shelves in the supermarket (having taken over from the Halloween crap – which
also wasn’t a thing a few years ago). And the Metro catalogue is already flogging
an extensive selection of ‘Christmas’ gifts (sets of body washes, whiskey with a matching glass, and so on).
I’m not sure how I feel about this. Christmas in the UK is
an overly sentimental, disgustingly commercial exercise and, personally, I
think it’d be a shame if Bulgaria went the same way. But … I bloody love
Christmas. Even though it’s overly sentimental and disgustingly commercial, I
love it. At Christmas it’s acceptable to drink
sherry at 10am, and no one emails me for days on end. It’s absolute bliss. And
if the increasing commercialisation of Christmas in Bulgaria means it's easier to
buy a good-quality panettone and some marzipan, is that really such a bad
thing? So. Conflicted. Argh.
Anyhow, I’ve been thinking such deep-and-meaningfuls because
we made our Christmas cake last night and it’s got me all a-flutter about the
season of goodwill/cocktails/watching Home Alone.
In other Christmas-related news, debate rages on about whether
we should get a Christmas tree this year. We always have done before, but this
year we’ve got these arseholes to contend with…
What do you say, should we get a tree knowing full well we’ll
have to pick it up off the floor each morning? Vote ‘hell yes’ or ‘bah humbug’
now…