If you are a character in Oliver’s cinematic universe, you have, no doubt, been the recipient of his strident lobbying on behalf of Christmas, often distilled to its essence: send cards and gifts!!
Catherine, you see, was the Head of Christmas in our family. Leaving me to be cast in the role, often with some cause, of steely curmudgeon. The kind of person who leaves securing a tree until all the trees are gone, who wonders what the point of Christmas cake is, at all.
So, sensing a pending vacuum, Oliver has launched a marketing campaign to save Christmas.
Understandably, given past performance, he is skeptical about my protests that This Year I Will Rise To The Occasion. Truth be told, I will rise to the occasion. But it make take a year or two for Oliver to believe this.
So, fear not, Christmas is not in jeopardy.
If it are moved, nonetheless, to help Oliver fill the holiday vacuum, he is, confoundingly, non-specific in his wishes, which are “things that bring joy and relieve sadness and grief.” The ball is in your court, Christmas-lovers.