It’s that time of year when we all go slightly insane…too much food, too much alcohol and overspending like there’s no tomorrow.

There’s also the mad rush in music sales to be the next Christmas #1 (this year its Kylie)

However, not to get all preachy, I cant help but see those of us who have no home, have no family and like Mary and Joseph, there’s no room at the inn or table.

This year my Christmas message is a Christmas song. My version of the 1962 song, Do You Hear What I Hear? With lyrics by Noël Regney and music by Gloria Shayne.

Tomorrow, I reach the grand old age of 63 and people keep asking me what I want for my birthday? I have decided to give my gift money to Crisis at Christmas, to enable someone to get off the street for a short while and enjoy a Christmas dinner with all the trimmings. Its a tiny act and I don’t do it for karma or to accumulate brownie points. I do it to give a little something back to those who have nothing.

In a year that has been so hard both physically and mentally, for both Kit and myself, at least I have a roof over my head, warmth and someone, who, although is travelling down the dementia trail, still holds my hand and calls me sweetie.

Merry Christmas to one and all

O / Museleon