
- It's so flipping early.
- Why have I been woken up?
- Wait..
- IT'S CHRISTMAS.
- Comrades, assemble.
- Now is the hour.
- The birth of Christ.
- The day of feasting.
- It has begun.
- Time to open the stocking!
- I see mum is still insisting that it's all from Santa.
- I think she might actually believe it herself.
- Does anyone ever actually use the things they are given in their stockings?
- I do not remember the last time I needed a puzzle box.
- Still, I am obviously very grateful.
- Breakfast time.
- It's okay to eat chocolate for breakfast isn't it?
- I flipping love Christmas.
- I already miss my advent calendar though.
- It's like a surprise every morning.
- Even though you know exactly what you're getting.
- Anyway, onwards and upwards.
- Today is all about food and presents.
- And Jesus, obviously.
- Speaking of – church time.
- Looking forward to the annual Nativity play.
- Even if I did never get to play Mary.
- But everyone did say I bought real depth to the role of barn door.
- Man, they've bought a real donkey in this year.
- #VillageLife.
- They've really pushed the boat out.
- And the innkeeper looks decidedly surly for a six-year-old.
- That is very good acting.
- Or maybe he just fancies the girl who's playing Mary.
- I think that's probably it, actually.
- He just kicked Joseph.
- Oh, one of the recorder players has keeled over.
- I think the excitement got to him.
- This is excellent.
- I've never seen such drama at St Matthew's.
- And mulled wine!
- In church!
- Every day should be Christmas.
- It's what Jesus would have wanted.
- Though imagine everyone else getting presents on your birthday?
- Something about that isn't right.
- Jesus is very unselfish.
- There's probably a talk in that, somewhere.
- Anyway, heading home for lunch.
- Already bracing myself for the 'JUST EAT ONE SPROUT' stand off.
- Every single year.
- I'm choosing my seat more wisely this time though.
- Right next to the roast potatoes.
- I've got everything within reach.
- Well played.
- And look at this giant paperclip I got in my cracker.
- I'm sure that will prove useful.
- SO. FULL.
- I'm just going to roll on over to the sofa for the Queen's speech.
- There's no chance I'm standing for the whole thing this year.
- Sorry, Liz.
- She looks great though.
- No one carries off a lilac two-piece quite like her.
- This will be devastatingly boring when it's Charles.
- Time for a little nap I think.
- I'll just doze off in front of It's A Wonderfu...
- Oh no. I've been dragged into a game of charades.
- Aunt Mildred is doing what looks like a very enthusiastic shark impression.
- It's quite alarming actually.
- Remind me never to watch Jaws with her.
- Hmmm feeling peckish.
- I mean, I'm not obviously, but it would be silly to let all that cheese go to waste.
- And those scotch eggs.
- And that entire charcuterie board, actually.
- In we go. It is Christmas, after all.