Ho – bl**dy – Ho
So, cards on the table. You don’t want to think about gut health during the month of December.
Heck, I don’t want to think about gut health during the month of December.
In fact, I would venture to guess that NO ONE wants to think about gut health right now. And quite right, too. We all need a break from being gut-healthier-than-thou. It’s time for parties – all those delicious little snacky foods – those cocktails – and then some wine – and some cheese – and then mince pies – (although they don’t really count as naughty treats in my opinion because they don’t really taste that good. Sorry if you’re a fan, but they’re an acquired taste and I just – haven’t.)
And the pigs in blankets and the lashings of brandy cream and… well, you know what I’m on about. Don’t need to endlessly belabour the point.

‘Tis the season to indulge. Unless you’re having a Mounjaro Christmas and then you – what? Nibble on the wooden cocktail sticks, just to look like you’re part of things? (Don’t know what I think about all that weight jab malarkey. Do you? I mean, I’m intrigued, definitely. I keep doing the reading. But also – wary. Doesn’t seem to me like the other shoe has quite hit the floor on the after-effects of all that. And the reports of nausea and hair loss worry me…)
Anyhow. The point is. Indulge. We’re with you.
We’ve got our own Chuckling Goat Christmas do coming up. I love seeing all the staff all glammed up – usually they’re rushing around at top-speed, hair scraped back and wearing their tidy navy blue CG kit. But goodness, when they put on their dress-up togs, they are a good looking bunch! Always fun to see.
I will be enjoying lovely food at our Christmas do. I won’t be drinking because – well, I’m the boss. I can’t, really, can I? Not exactly the place to let my hair down. It’s not like if I’m tipsy-poo and wobbling around talking to my new best friend the tree fern, it will go unremarked in a room full of people who all count on me for their mortgages. So no, not the place for me to have a glass or three.
Actually, works Christmas parties aren’t the place for ANYONE to over-indulge in the old tipple. Can we just talk about this for a minute? Let me just go on the record right now as saying – my dearest darling – your works do is not the place to suddenly unleash your inner party person, get crazy, photograph your a£$% on the photocopier and snog your boss in the stationary cupboard. THESE PEOPLE ARE YOUR WORK COLLEAGUES. For heavens sake, you can’t just wait and get pie-eyed on one of the other 364 nights of the year? Why? Just – why?
Deeeep breath. Pinch bridge of nose.
Ok. All of which is just to say – have fun. And we will be here for you – IN JANUARY.
Oh yes, January is coming.
January, when everyone will be bleary, bloated, miserable, ill, over-indulged and ready to repair all the damage. January, when everyone’s resistance to cold bugs is down because the immune system is down because the gut microbiome has been wrecked with all the partying, and everyone has the sniffles.
January, when you’re unhappy because it’s grey and cold and all the parties are over – and you suddenly remember that oh yes – Chuckling Goat has a simple dietary intervention that is PROVEN TO PROVIDE AN UPLIFT IN OVERALL LIFE SATISFACTION AND A HEIGHTENED SENSE OF FLOURISHING (Read the science here) within six short weeks.
We’ll be here for you in January.
Just whistle.
Oh, and don’t forget – all of our lovely soaps and lotions and teas and teapots and essential oils make lovely stocking stuffers and gifts for people who value artisan, all-natural, handmade-in-the UK products.

Anyhow – Happy Hols!
And don’t forget that our gorgeous, sympathetic and all-natural Nutritional Therapists are sitting in front of the livechat keyboard, decked with tinsel, looking Christmassy and whistling Jingle Bells, and waiting to chat with you about any gut health questions you might have. 8 am to 8 pm every weekday. Now and Always.
Hugs,
Shann.x
Founder/Director Chuckling Goat
UK’s Visionary and Innovative Female Entrepreneur of the Year 2025, Aspioneer

