It’s that time of year again, it creeps up-Bang! It’s Christmas. The older I get the more I enjoy Christmas. I especially love how Christmas for my friends and family is becoming less commercialised. I’m so glad that we’re not rushing out to the shops to spend money we haven’t got -  we are making our decorations; finding interesting ways to recycle our tree and interesting ways to spend our time.

I loved watching Scrooge, which I used to think of as a heart-warming tale -  but what if you are Tiny Tim and your father is not lucky enough to find a job, let alone a job with a scrooge boss, prone to hallucination with loads of money for Christmas pressies? Well you are Tiny Tim and you have to have the humility to find happiness in your situation.

In real life the Bankers are not going to give back their bonuses and the multinational companies are not going to put back the natural resources that went into making all the new stuff we bought. I make an effort not consume too much, but it is not always possible to escape the pressure of Christmas.

Luckily I was given an opportunity to escape reality and was whisked away on an adventure to Dickensian Bristol to solve a mystery and go to Scrooges Speakeasy. Organised by The Love Of It (The source of all things good and wholesome fun) It was a brilliant chance to experience a favorite story live and take part. A moment I will treasure. Thank You.