Millennial Diary: Ciara O'Connor
As snowflakes, Christmas is a millennial's natural habitat. The only time of year when our innate need to be babied is socially acceptable - even sanctioned.
We are forever looking for an excuse to leave our miserable rentals to come home to extravagant centrally-heated houses and mammy's roast potatoes. Christmas is basically like when you had to come home sick (but not too sick) from school, and be doted on and fed cream of tomato soup in bed and called 'my little pet'. That's Christmas nostalgia for you - it makes fools of our mothers and we're well primed to take advantage of it.
We're a generation stuck in a perpetual adolescence and Christmas is a chance for us all to regress to a simpler time, when we still naively assumed we'd grow up and earn money and buy homes. A time when we were not aware of the problematic elements of 'Feed the World'.