Spit roast puritan anyone?

Sorry, Sleepy - I can't let this comment pass without a fnaar fnaar...

Having celebrated the solstice, and sang of wrens and such like blood sacrifice, I'll be off to Midnight Mass tonight to complete the round of observances which, like the solstice, just happen. Faith (Christian, Pagan or Otherwise) is too prescriptive for a brain such as mine that thrills to a multiplicity of excitements depending on the occasion, or the season. I believe the term is pluralism, and it's not something I appear to have much of a choice about either.

Remember, we can't all be right but we can all be wrong.