You better watch out ... Santa gets his Boots on

THERE we were in a happy state of delusion, still rubbing in the after-sun soother and declaring defiantly that any evening now it’d be fine enough for another barbecue.

And then it came like a slap in the face with a pointy bauble the first hint of the important date near the end of December.

Being the first to mention the C-word should carry all the social stigma of arriving at teatime to a Cinderella theme party but the culprits this year were positively gloating at their achievement.