Moi? A Little Ray of Sunshine?

I like to think so, but the Wretched One thinks I'm on the dour side.

Which is hardly surprising after the annual Tree Upping provided no hilarity, laughs, or comedy moments.  They worked seamlessly, as a team, in total harmony:  I blame it on climate change and the Brexits, because somethings seriously up when there's hardly a cross murmur over the tree lights.

So, I had to wear the antlers for the Wretched One.