That is not the Jonathan, my friend the Euroloon who is with us this year. Poor fellow, he suffers from severe #TrumpDerangementSyndrome and even more severe #BrexitDerangementSyndrome as well as being, like me, a lifelong West Ham United supporter so he has enough to drive him mad anyway. I refer to another Jonathan who came a couple of years ago and insisted that only he could get the complicated heating system working at the Greek Hovel or light an end of harvest fire.

This is the view if you look down the track up to the Greek Hovel. It is of the snow capped higher taygetos mountains. The global warming has been falling heavily this year.

These global warming nutters don’t like it up ‘em,, do they. Facts! They can be an inconvenient truth. All over Europe snow has fallen as the “experts” told us it would not. We may start our tour in France where less than two weeks ago the ghastly Daily Mail trotted out the annual Deadwood Press Media GroupThink warning of how lack of snow was killing skiing. As I exposed here that was fake news. As of now average snowfalls in France are 151% of long term norms and avalanches are killing those brave enough to ski. What of the UK?

I pick on the Mail as it is a loathsome rag and always falls for this fake news but all the MSM are equally bad. Back in 2023 I exposed the BBC for pushing almost identical fake news HERE. This is almost an annual ritual. On December 31 2025, as you can see below, the Mail ran images of snow free ski lifts at Chamonix and warned that snow levels were disastrous and would shut ski centres across the country because of global warming. Well guess what?

Climate change grifter Dave Vince is a multi millionaire thanks to Government subsidies and grants which between 2002 and 2023 totalled £114 million. The number goes up every day and you the taxpayer are paying to make the loathsome Vince ever richer. It is all justified because of the need to fight global warming. Hence the tweet below from December 23 2025 from the utterly repellent Vince.

When I arrived at Athens airport last week the EU and non EU lines were of almost equal length and took almost equal time to clear. So much for Brexit induced travel chaos. But predictably, my pal J, known as the Euroloon, and his fragrant Mrs. who are joining me for this year’s olive harvest, got stuck in a long line yesterday and angry texts about Brexit soon ensued. So they were snagged at Athens airport for an hour and happily blamed me and Nigel Farage personally.

There are some good trees on the third terrace down on the mountain side of the Greek Hovel. It is just getting to them that was problematical. As a younger man I might have skipped down the very crude steps made of rocks. As older men, harvester Tim and I approached them gingerly with some discussions about waiting for our pal the Euroloon and his Mrs to arrive and sending them into battle.

After two full days we have harvested enough olives to make this not the worst harvest ever. An Albanian would get 50kg into a sack. An Englishman’s sack is much smaller. Fear not, the charming wife of the Euroloon will be resifting what we have produced to remove more leaves and we will combine half sacks to make near Albanians.

It will be a bad harvest. Not the worst ever but bad. We start with just myself and heroic veteran Tim. But later on we will be joined by my pal the Euroloon Jonathan and his charming wife but will there be any olives left for them to pick?

On my first date with the Mrs we quickly found common ground, a love of the 1970s and 1980s TV show Dallas. As our relationship blossomed we agreed that one day we would go to visit South Fork but children came along and we have never quite managed it. Both of us as kids were hooked on life with the Ewing and Barnes families.

Today I have my older three children with me for a second Christmas Day. So I shall shortly abandon my desk and start preparing a duck with red cabbage, sprouts and bacon, potatoes, parsnips and honey glazed carrots. That will be followed by home made Christmas pudding and home made brandy butter. Below you can see how the first pudding was presented on Christmas Day itself.

I have been campaigning about the historic sexual and physical abuse at my old school Warwick since 2011. For years Warwick covered it up and protected the evil men responsible. Two headmasters fobbed me and other victims off and the School had the brass neck to write to all OWS denying that it ever had a problem with sexual abuse. Now I can name a man who it is alleged is the worst paedophile of the lot for in today’s Christmas Eve post is a letter from the Criminal Justice System: Paul Stainsby has been charged.

There is no rest for the wicked. Whilst Labour MPs flock to X to say how they think that NHS staff doing a couple of shifts over the next week deserve a gold medal as well as another year of bumper pay rises, like many small business owners I shall be working every day throughout the Christmas break, even the 25th, on the ShareProphets.com website I run.

The kids know that for Father Christmas to bring them presents rather than a lump of coal in 2026 they will have to be good. Otherwise Daddy will send Santa an email to flag up any naughtiness. But we also have to make sure Santa enjoys his lightening visit to the last house before the border with England this year.

The X poster below thinks I am a “prick” for calling out the Sinn Fein/IRA leader for her Bondi Beach crocodile tears. He probably thinks I am Jewish too. He blames the massacre of Jews at Bondi Beach on…er the Jews. Of course he does.