The schools have broken up for the holidays which can only mean that Christmas is looming large on the horizon.

Apart from a few last minute perishables all my Christmas provisions and presents have been purchased, all from Wycombe may I say.

It may only be one day a year but it's worth it. After all I feel Christmas is all part of English life and we must keep our traditions going to preserve our heritage as well as remember the birth of Christ.

How many people have forgotten the reason why Christmas came about in the first place?

Sadly for many I fear our main religious festival of the year has lost its meaning. Indeed there is more to December the 25th than opening presents.

Putting up decorations is an outward symbol of our recognition of Christ and my good self is proud to put up my trusty decorations to show my Christian beliefs.

You will not find any politically correct 'Happy Holidays' messages adorning my ancestral home, oh no, I'm giving out the full on Christmas message as a true Christian believer.

Friday evening my historic decorations and Christmas tree went up. As usual the grey drawing room looks resplendent with my trusty Paul Jones garlands draped from the picture rail.

Being made of proper 1950's tissue paper the paper chains may be a dreadful fire risk but none of my friends are health and safety inspectors besides I'm sure the fire brigade could soon put my house out should the whole lot catch light.

My extra large seven foot Christmas tree looks magnificent covered in over a thousand lights. The star on the top glistens as the early morning sunlight streams in through the window.

To me Christmas is a time to rejoice. It's a time to feast and contemplate how lucky we are.

Of course Christmas is quite clearly a Christian festival so can non Christians celebrate on December the 25th? Surely not?

There seems to be far more people rushing around buying presents than attend church on a Sunday. This begs the question what is the church doing wrong if the Christian followers are celebrating the birth of Christ but not attending church.

This year Wycombe town centre did well on the run up to Christmas. There was a real air of excitement in the town indeed it was joy to experience the atmosphere and be part of it.

So far the only thing missing has been the absence of carol singers paying a visit to my home. Sadly  carol singing on the doorstep seems to be a dying tradition which is a dreadful shame.

Thankfully my good self has been invited to my neighbours house for Christmas so your humble servant will not be lonely this year.

If you do feel lonely have no fear as my good self will be manning my blog over Christmas so if you feel lonely just leave a comment and your humble servant will reply endeavouring to cheer you up!

Anyway, that's enough from me for now. There's lots to be done in preparation for the big day and not much time left to do it in!

What do you think?

*My next blog will be published at 3pm on Christmas Day.