While I normally dislike lots of bright colours and bling, I love all of the lights at Christmas. They bring such pleasure to the little ones and in these gloomy times they bring a bit of fun. I remember when our children were young, and like many others in the sixties, we struggled from week to week as we didn't have much cash, but we'd take them out for a walk as soon as it got dark so that they could see all of the pretty lights that others had in their gardens. They absolutely loved this. Simple pleasures, I know, but often it's these that make the best memories of our childhood.