With Christmas just around the corner and the prospect looming of having to spend half your salary on buying presents for people who probably won't even like them (no, we're not grumpy, Scrooge-like twats, just broke), cheer yourself up with a big old chunky riff-laden seasonal treat from now-sadly-defunct Aldershot rockers
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This was their Christmas single in 2007, and they made a bold effort to get it to Number One. Unfortunately, that spot was scooped by some scruffy X-Factor winner. Yet another reason to wish a long and painful death involving razors, salt and hot oil upon Simon Cowell.
Merry Christmas!
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