Roll on January 1st!
Why do brewers all kowtow to marketing and role conditioning to give us Rudolph's This, Santa's That, copious beers with 'Elf' in their title, and bleedin' robins and reindeer everywhere.
Why are we suddenly expected to have our beer laced with coriander and cinnamon? Why do beers have to be dark and sweet? We don't all gather round blazing fires, ruddy faced and somewhat Pickwickian, plunging pokers into our pewter tankards of foaming ale.
Christmas is a dark time for beer, in more than one sense.
Oh to return to normality!