Winter is truly here. The hats, scarves and woollen mittens are all out in abundance. Layers are the key look and a new winter coat is the next big essential purchase. As the clocks go back this next week and we gain that elusive extra hour in bed (well, those without babies), we think of Halloween, Bonfire Night and... Christmas.
The build up has already started in the shops and family have been texting me asking what I'd like for weeks now. I do enjoy Christmas, I enjoy the build up and wrapping presents sat by the open fire while watching Meet Me in St Louis every year (without fail) but a little less of this festive pressure wouldn't go amiss. It's just too much. The thought that every other member of my family has bought and wrapped all of their Christmas presents terrified me and fills me with an unnecessary guilt that I have not done the same. Then, I remind myself that it is October. I have exactly 10 weeks, yes TEN weeks, until the big day descends. And a very demanding job. And a very beautiful but demanding (not quite) one year old, and a husband to tend to.
So I think I'll just eat these tasty roast chestnuts that I bought yesterday from the grocers and then I'll put the rest of the festivities on hold for a while.
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