There is a long tradition of misery at Christmas and in this corner of Devon we are fortunate to live in a place where this has not been forgotten. The local authority reached deep into their purse and splashed out on a generous length of security fencing to enclose the Christmas tree and a cheery seasonal message to warm our hearts, the only regret being that funds wouldn’t run to the addition of some razor-wire. The national mood of coalition-inspired austerity has been captured to perfection. The Reverend A W Nix (below) must have been the most terrifying Christmas guest as he climbed down from his Black Diamond Express To Hell to deliver his gift-wrapped incendiary sermons. Our tabloid newspapers in their capacity as guardians of the nation’s Christian values are ever vigilant in campaigning against those who threaten to compromise the traditional Christian Christmas message in the name of multi-culturalism so perhaps they will lend their support to my Christmas wish to have Death May Be Your Christmas Present played every Christmas Eve from Blue Waters to Brent Cross via Meadowhall and Cribbs Causeway.