Christmas is such an exciting time of the year.
So much going on, beautiful decorations and lights, everybody excited. You get a host of Christmas parties, delicious food and the chance to give and receive with your nearest and dearest.
Then, of course, there’s the real reason for the season which as a Christian I want to celebrate and uphold above all.
But there’s one particular craze I’ve never really got and I think I’m going to be always in the minority…
The Christmas Jumper!
Now I’m no Scrooge and I like a jumper as much as the next person – maybe more than most! – but I can’t understand the modern day love for so-called Christmas jumpers.
I don’t know if it is their playful, we don’t care what we look like designs.
Or the fact that their patterns are very overstated and quite intense.
Have I got insecurities from jumper worries back when I was at college? Maybe.
Am I overly concerned by my own image and therefore too preoccupied with not looking daft? Quite possibly.
Or is it simply that now it’s “a thing”, I’m stubbornly digging my heels in and refusing to go mainstream? Almost certainly but at least I’m recognising it!
Sophie of course looks really cute in her Christmas jumper with its flashing red nosed Rudolph and sparkling fabric.
But with my wife also buying a cream reindeered jumper the mummy/daughter dressing up seemed to be going a little too far!
When we had some friends over the other week for a nice meal I looked very smart and felt good.
However, when the guests arrived I was the only one not wearing a Christmas jumper.
And I took a lot of abuse for that!
Apparently on Friday it’s Christmas jumper day at work.
No prizes for guessing who won’t be wearing one!