May your pigs be fat.
May your fermentations never fail.
May your cats be content.
May your chilis do the biz.
May your children BE BLOODY QUIET! (Except on Christmas morning - but not too early).
May your pickles remain so.
May your bread rise.
May your oven not misbehave.
May you get lucky (wink, wink).
May Russ keep taking those rather gorgeous woodland photos.
May you all achieve what you aim for and reap the justified benefits.
May you all be happy - very happy.
Merry Christmas, you lot

Mike