When I went out with my walking group pre-Christmas quite a few of us agreed that we weren't keen on all the festivities. Mostly because we had been through some difficult circumstances and it was just "not the same." A few years have passed and although I can't say I really enjoy it, I feel much better about it than I did. As my son said "it's not the same when you grow up!" I agree.
Richard E Grant's Very Modern Odyessey
The land is dry, and the people are ...stupid?

