I am not fond of the Christmas clock.
Can I just say that right now, and kinda get it out there in the open? I love Christmas, and I have no problem with clocks as a general rule, but the combination is simply not to be borne.
It’s just a little clock, about eight inches high, standard Christmas motif. Every hour, on the hour, it plays a Christmas carol.
How sweet.
Not really, no. Continue reading