I suffer just bit from seasonal affective disorder. Fortunately, I spend most of my days in our great room which is surrounded on three sides by large windows, including one that stretches across the length of the peaked roof and ceiling - so every available bit of light floods into the room. Some cheery Christmas lights in the dim afternoon and dimmer night might prove of some cheer, but principles are principles - so no Christmas lights.
But John and I own two businesses - a commercial building in town, and a guest house on our property. When we first bought the commercial building, we decorated it for our renter with a Christmas tree appearing to crash through the display window. It was great fun to install. Every year since then, the renter has provided their own decorations.
But the lodge is a different matter. Guests arriving expect some measure of Christmas cheer, and it is up to me to provide it, so ... today I will haul out the two-plus bins of decorations and scatter them around the guest house. I'll probably put on some Christmas music while I do it.
And yes ... I am performing Dylan Thomas' A Child's Christmas in Wales this weekend - but it's not a religious piece. Just a celebration of the season, right?
We all need a little cheer.