Exploring London's Winter Market

So we've just come down to what is described as London's biggest Christmas

market. The only problem is they've called it, if you follow me,

they've called it a Winter Come Together.

So my challenge now is to find anywhere in this market

that says the word Christmas, maybe the word Jesus, any indication

that this is indeed a religious holiday in the UK.

We've got, uh, winter warmers.

Winter warmers at the winter market. Is this a Christmas market?

It's a winter market.

A winter market. What's the difference?

Um, something to do with religion. They can't say Christmas, but...

So apparently the stall traders here have been told they can't say the

word Christmas.

Happy Christmas or, or happy holidays?

Both.

Why both?

Why both?

It's Christmas, isn't it?

It's Christmas, yeah.

Why would you say happy holidays? Which scenario?

It's-

Because not everybody celebrates Christmas.

Happy holidays or happy Christmas?

Oh, happy Christmas. Absolutely happy Christmas.

Whoa. Hang on a minute. Christmas? You'll offend people saying that.

I know.

Happy holidays?

Happy Christmas.

Winter market?

Christmas market.

This is the first sign of Christmas I've seen in this market.

Oh, good man. Look at that.

He's in the spirit.

So what have you got here? You've got, uh, mulled gin.

Mulled gin.

Cheers. From the winter market, not Christmas.

Oh.

Oh, that's good.

You like it?

That's good. That gets me in the festive mood.