Flame Is The Name Of The Game

Flame is the Name of the GameSome 400 years ago, the English poet Thomas Tusser advised his contemporaries: "At Christmas play and make good cheer/For Christmas comes but once a year." Obviously, there were no flies on old Thomas T., and his advice still makes a lot of sense. The whole world seems to turn on at yuletide. Joy, if not supreme, is certainly rampant. There are frolics and flings, revels and bust-outs wherever you go--and the land is awash in plum puddings, fruitcakes, well...