A berry merry Xmas
We travel from various parts of the country and the globe to make our way home to the fireside.
Christmas Eve is spent boiling hams, chopping vegetables and, of course, preparing the desserts. Every year we go completely overboard. There is a trifle made by my neighbour Carol, a pavlova made by my mother, I bake a chocolate cake, one of my sisters makes a fruit salad, mince pies are filled by another, and there’s Christmas cake, plum pudding and often much more. The table groans under the weight of the cake stands and plates.
