The ‘C’ word

Blimey, I’m actually ahead of schedule this year and have made my Christmas pudding about three weeks before Stir-up Sunday.  There are now divine spicy smells wafting through the house, and an enormous pile of washing-up in the kitchen.  I’ve also made several pounds of mincemeat with a view to making my exceedingly calorific mince pies.  They’re absolutely delicious, even if I do say so myself, but contain about half a packet of butter each.  I tried to reduce my output this time, as one overenthusiastic session many years ago resulted in kilos of the stuff fermenting dangerously under the stairs.  One wrong move with a box of Swan Vestas could have been fatal.  I’ve experimented with a few different recipes but have concluded that Delia knows best.  Nigella, unsurprisingly, was just too fruity.  Right, I must go and tackle those dishes…

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