Christmas is a time of forgiveness. However walking away from Carrow Road on Saturday evening the Premier League seemed ruthless and cruel.

The season of goodwill had delivered us a sparkling display from our twinkle-toed players, but ultimately gifted three points to the predatory Wolves.

Even the sublime skills of our Argentinian angel, skipping past the opposition like a red robin flitting through the spiky leaves of a holly bush, was not enough to return the much needed win.

Our generosity at set pieces and inability to wrap things up at the other end left us stranded in the snowdrift of the relegation zone.

But aside from all the seasonal puns and similes, what was so disappointing about this latest defeat was how well we had played.

The beautiful quick passing, the movement, the dazzling dribbles - it was a joy to watch.

This was the Farkeball we love, and at half-time it felt we had at last found our form and our place in this division.

Alas the second half came with a hard dose of reality that rather stuck in the throat.

It may be that Grant Hanley's first game for months left his legs tired, and possibly substitutions could have been made earlier, but sometimes games are decided by fine margins.

When Emi Buendía's shot skimmed over the crossbar in front of The Barclay, if it had dipped just a little we would have been celebrating all over again.

Yet we came away pointless, level in the table with Watford and now face a six-pointer against fellow promotion strugglers Aston Villa on Boxing Day.

With each match the pressure mounts, and this tie looks less like a festive treat than a feat of endurance. But to those hardy souls who are making the trip, even if it is just to escape claustrophobic family gatherings, you can still believe there is hope.

Sunday we marked the winter solstice, and now emerge from the darkest day back into the light.

The football season has almost reached the midpoint, nothing has been decided yet and we still have 54 points left to play for.

Although Ben Godfrey's injury is another setback stopping us from having a settled defence, he should be back by February.

We now have the fewer casualties on the sidelines than we have had for months.

We've returned to our free flowing style, with many players - Kenny McLean, Max Aarons, Buendía - at last looking comfortable at this level.

Teemu Pukki is one goal from reaching double figures for the season, and 40 in just 18 months at Norwich. Buendia has arguably found the best form of his career, just when we need him the most.

You must learn from your mistakes but not dwell on them, and move forward with confidence in your ability.

I have no doubt that this will be the message from Daniel Farke to the squad.

The bottom line is that we lost the match against Wolverhampton, but we played well. We are so close now to achieving the performances we need to get the desired result.

Now is not the time to be disconsolate, we must be resolute and strive on.

We can hope for a Christmas miracle, a win at Villa Park or at home against Spurs, then look to the New Year with renewed vigour. Most of all we, the supporters must not give up.

Those fine margins, can be nudged by the crowd. This team is still very much in credit after the heroics of last year, so let's make sure we pay them back in full. Bring your voices and sing their names.

Returning to the Christmas theme, it can be said that this season has been a Scrooge, with injuries and VAR disadvantaging the lowly Canaries.

But Ebenezer changed his ways on Christmas Day, so maybe our fortunes will now shift and like Tiny Tim Norwich may yet survive to the end of this tale. Merry Christmas.