As the sun shines across the winter landscape there is something uniquely detoxing about being out there away from the commercial Christmas hype.
None of that matters as the sun lowers, leaving the sky charged with purple, and the one bright star that always hung above the field shelter at this time of year comes into its own at twilight.
I’ve never been a lover of Christmas hype. Thanks to social media and television it seems to get worse each year.
I’ve never been in awe of celebrity either. I’m in awe of people who do great things, however small or unknown; mums spring to mind! But also great athletes, artists, charity workers or just the unsung, who work and care for others in quiet ways, not just to make themselves look good or to plaster it round Facebook.
There’s a pub close to my brother’s house where we used to go at Christmas for a festive drink with a nice bunch of people. Now we can’t get in the door for the Posers. This is because it is also the pub where one of the celebs from the film Twilight drinks, also having come home to family. And thanks to social media it has made being there worse than the grubbiest scrum on a rugby pitch, frequented by people more in love with themselves and being able to rub shoulders with celebrity than anything Christmassy. So we’ve given up going.
And this year I will instead indulge in the natural tinsel of the frost and the real Christmas twilight full of stars and quiet, cool clear air and a warm house to return to full of sincere family love!