The only bad thing this Christmas was being second-on-the-scene at a group of escaped horses in the road, at 2 a.m, one of whom had a very badly broken leg after it was hit by a car. We called the police and slowed down traffic. A passing young security chap was excellent, but the police were not so impressive, unfortunately. We left, but I doubt the injured pony saw another day. Distressing.
I had a very comicky Christmas, so here's a photo of my swag.