Tuesday 26th November 2013 by Gaby Whitehill

Every single Christmas it's the same. A shedload of half arsed festive albums are thrown in our faces as record labels hope to squeeze a few pounts out of shoppers needing to dart into HMV, grab a gift and get the hell out of town centres across the country.

Well, you'll be pleased to know this year it's no different. Readers, there are still five whole days left of November and we're already knee deep in festive nonsense from the likes of Leona Lewis, the mighty SuBo, and a Liverpudlian choirboy who seems permanently attached to his neck ruff.

We've taken a look at the absolute worst Yuletide efforts we've seen being hawked. Put them all in a sack (along with some coal) and leave them on the doorstep of someone you hate. Enjoy!