‘Me a Grinch? No, I adore Christmas and I even hope it snows’

The Grinch was very misunderstood. OK, theft is always wrong, but he had a good point that got lost somewhere along the way.

I’ve never been that big a fan of Christmas either. Yes, it was the highlight of my year when I was a child… but I remember exactly the moment the spell broke.

I was about 10, and just before lunch on December 25, I suddenly had a terrible realisation.

I turned to my mum and said, somewhat accusatorily, “It just feels like any other day.” I was crushed.

My mum – who had invested time, money and effort to try to make it the opposite of that – probably didn’t feel great either.

From that moment on, I’ve always found it quite boring. Been whatevs about the whole shebang. Until now.

Ladies and gentlemen, there has been a Christmas miracle. I have seen the light – and it is fairy. I’ve been possessed by festive spirit.

I’m merry without the involvement of alcohol. Honestly, I am almost unbearable. Ho, ho, ho!

The blame for this about-turn lies firmly with the residents of Lapland UK, near Ascot, which I visited last week.

It’s a four-hour immersive experience so, needless to say, I went with my eyes rolling so hard I could draw you an extremely accurate picture of the inside of the back of my head.

This was not for me – someone as cynical as I am would definitely find the whole thing excruciating.

But it was magical. Seriously. I would have been suspicious about what was being pumped in through the air-vents if most of it hadn’t been outside.

We met elves, huskies and reindeer. There was snow and twinkling lights wherever you looked. We ice-skated and drank steaming hot chocolate with marshmallows.

It was like being in a movie. And then we met the big guy himself. (Father Christmas, not God… they’re not that good).

At one point, my four-year-old son looked up at me, eyes shining, and I knew there was nothing more I could have done to try to extend the spell for him for a long as possible.

Although ever since Father Christmas told Albie he was on the Good List, there’s been a definite relaxing of best behaviour.

Being pro-Christmas is much nicer than being anti, or even Christmas-nostic. My days are full of glad tidings and jolliness, everything’s warm and fuzzy.

I have goodwill to all men, and even, if you can believe it, women too. Instead of thinking practical stuff about the delays to public transport and soggy feet, I really hope that it snows.

I’m sending cards, and not only to get some back. There are definitely zero downsides to this new frame of mind. None at all. Just thought of one. OMG, January’s going to be BRUTAL.

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