Ah! Christmas Eve! How I have come to love your overblown, starry appeal! People, popping down to the pub for some festive cheer, will often be seen battling with garish bits of tinsel glitter around their blouse, or you might spy a stray sequin, blowing nonchantly in the party breeze! But, people, come on! I’ve been dreaming of sparkles since June (OK! I’ve been wearing them too, but it’s my job, so I am allowed!) and you only get one night to get it right! [..]
