I'm looking forward to the time, in the not too distant future when the christianity myth gets mixed up with the Slade myth and we can celebrate CHRISTMAAAAAS! - the day when our lord Noddy Holder comes down the chimney in a giant sequinned top hat and leaves us presents. It's traditional to leave him a snack: grorty dick or scratchings and a pint of mild should suffice; or you could push the boat out and leave him a balti, because everyone (in Wolverhampton) knows that balti was invented in Wolverhampton!