It’s that time of year again. How soon it all seems to come round! When a young (well thirtyish) Down’s Syndrome woman’s thoughts turn to creating as much merriment and laughter as she can possibly muster up as she samples the many wares on offer in her local Tesco’s. Not concerned with the strange looks given by passing shoppers or the screams of fright from terrified toddlers, she continues every year, year in and year out, churning out the same old jokes as her mother sighs and thinks to herself, Oh no! It’s not that time of year again is it!