My Christmas mojo arrived late this year. Admittedly, I’ve not put up a tree for the past three years and the last of the tinsel was put to far better use as cat fun. I also expelled much Christmas dynamic by being allocated the practice decorator. I was over it by the time a client came in, surveyed my handiwork and then said, “Don’t worry, dear, you’ll get better at it with age.” (I’m 33. Unless enjoying gaudy baubles and tinsel is a little-known side effect of my ‘Jesus Year’ {and beyond} I doubt my skills in this area are likely to evolve).