You know that TV commercial that shows the people screaming in horror as they spot the first fallen leaf at the end of summer. This happened to me this week, only it was much worse than a fallen leaf.

It was ….. oh dear God no, not…. CHRISTMAS! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

I’m afraid it’s true. The flickering Christmas trees, cheerful mechanical elves and chirpy Christmas jingles have invaded. Fasten your seatbelts, folks, it’s going to be long, plastic, insincere Christmas season.

All I wanted to do was get some Halloween gear for the little typists. I thought I’d get it over with early. Ha! Most of the Halloween stuff was gone or severely marked down. That’s because Halloween is so August. October is the new Christmas season.

It was 22 degrees outside and inside was Christmas!

By mid-November I’ll be wanting to take an axe to those flickering Christmas trees and in December I’ll be having homicidal feelings towards the cheerful mechanical elves.

I used to enjoy Christmas when it started in December. But when it’s shoved down your throat from October on, it gets tiresome.

I think I’ll boycott Christmas this year until, say, December. Radical innit?