Man, don't even make me turn this into a debate about American cultural imperialism. Don't even make me!
On Christmas day you want to sit outside on the veranda and have breakfast in your pyjamas while the wind blows the scent of jasmine towards you, and then you want to lazily finish off your coffee, go inside, have a shower, open a few presents, then have Christmas lunch followed by a siesta in the warm sun, then you want to go down to the beach and play beach cricket with your family, and then when it starts getting dark around seven or eight o'clock in the evening you want to finish your Christmas day back on the veranda, drinking cold beer and gin & tonics. But you can't, because your Christmas is in the middle of winter.
