But of all my Christmas Memories, my most enduring is of a strange ornament that would hang from the architrave of the kitchen door. It was a mini-snowman (standard features: big belly, carrot nose, top hat, pipe), but below his bottom section/anus* dangled some foliage which – only now – I realise was mistletoe. I simply thought this snowman’s somewhat greenish poo had frozen on exit.
