Lonely This Christmas And No Comfort & Joy - Becky's Boudoir
Christmas comes but once a year - and thank heavens for that. Don't get me wrong, I'm a festive fanatic! I love all the commercialism and ceremony that Christmas is; the music (I play too early), the baking (even earlier) and the mesmeric delight in driving past a street illuminated like Christmas trees. But lately I've begun to feel disillusioned. Christmas, with its cracker snap of saccharin
Becky Connolly