19 December 2017
For all his merits, there’s a Roundhead aspect to this Pope
Melanie McDonagh's Notebook
IN NARNIA, WHEN the bad White Witch ruled, it was always winter but never Christmas. The oddity of our own time is that so much of winter – pretty well the whole of December and the tail end of November – is taken up by a premature Christmas. By Christmas Eve, the festive spirit will have been at large for about a month, rather than being bottled up until then. Hilaire Belloc used to go into his garden to cut down the Christmas tree at 5.30 p.m. on Christmas Eve … well, I’ve picked up a tree discarded on the street way before that.
For partygoing Londoners, the Christmas season goes through stages: the parties start in early December, peak in the second week, and peter out about seven to 10 days before Christmas, when people begin to drift away.
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