I think we've bought all our Christmas presents now. I think we have...
Christmas cards, we'll send a few but then again too few to mention. My mother still sends cards- or has them sent on her behalf. I suspect some of them will land at addresses the recipient has vacated for ever. Is Hilary my mother's wartime compadre and my dear, spirited godmother still alive? How does one find out short of booking a séance?
Ailz ordered a box of exotic meats for her seasonal feasting. There's kangaroo burgers and crocodile burgers. I'm not sure what I'll be eating- but it won't be any of those. So long as there are chips I don't really care.
The traditional Christmas dinner? Not that big a fan. I had a nut roast last year in place of turkey. I've always thought turkey was over-rated even when I was a meat eater. All the flavour comes from the trimmings.
Sugar is addictive. The more you eat the more you want. These days I avoid it as much as I can because it's evil. I still like Christmas pudding but the ones we've bought this year have no sugar added. I broke one out to see what it was like and it was fine. It's been a long time since I wanted to eat Christmas cake. Once you start to lay off the sweet stuff your tolerance for sugar decreases and things you once craved turn nasty. I quite like the idea of mince pies- but I know most of the ones I'll be offered will set my teeth on edge. Perhaps I'll try making my own with unsweetened pastry and sugar-free mincemeat. Or perhaps I'll make little cheese and onion pies instead because that's what I'd prefer.
There was frost overnight and the temperature this morning is only just above freezing. It's a bright, sunny day. Other parts of the country have had snow. I went to see if the horses needed the ice in their water butt breaking up but they'd done it themselves.