A Sleepy Snippet

I’m going to Christmas Eve mass tomorrow night. I suppose it’s hypocritical of me as I don’t attend the rest of the year except Easter, but somehow it just wouldn’t feel like Christmas without squeezing like sardines into a pew with my family, breathing as shallowly as possible to minimise my inhalation of pungent body odour molecules emanating from someone behind me, and singing Christmas carols in a voice a banshee would envy.