Up at eight, My Breakfast and then I walked along the seafront here in Brighton. The rules are different on Christmas Day: you say "Good Morning" or "Merry Christmas" to those you pass. I think Charles Dickens may have something to do with that.
Shower, dress and a quick look at the BBC headlines.
As you would expect from the BBC, an outreach service for the Vatican, the Pope is in Number 1 position and, dressed in glittering robes, laments the commercialised "glitter" of Christmas. This old man just hates anything he doesn't control.
Number 2 position goes to another old reactionary, Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh who unlike many of those old men who will fall ill at Christmas has been very promptly and successfully treated for an emergency heart problem. Lucky chap.
Number 4 position goes to the Archbishop of Canterbury, Rowan Williams, also lamenting but, in his case, he laments the abuse of trust underlying both London's recent riots and the on-going financial crisis. So a bit radical and a bit more complex than the Pope, but from the pulpit of a state church loaded with quite extraordinary wealth.
So there you have the BBC's start to Christmas Day. Three old men, how many of them wise?
Now I am off to join my family. Merry Christmas!