Christmas jumpers are for w*nkers.
Not my words, but many of you are probably nodding and there’s no shortage of blog posts saying exactly the same thing.
Christmas jumpers are the worst.

They’re the equivalent of novelty socks or comedy ties, signs that say ‘you don’t have to be crazy to work here but it helps’ – the mark of the utter tosspot.
The fury they generate is something to behold.
And that’s what’s so great about them.
Christmas jumpers drive apparently well-adjusted people into a frothing rage, railing against… Read the full story