Christmas

What joy! A plethora of whiteness swaddles the countryside, the freshly made cranberry sauce is rich and juicy (much like its maker) and my festive order of imported sherry has just arrived. Yet there's still much to do before our numerous guests gather and my husband will be most upset if he is unable to feast on a generous helping of seasonal stuffing. Indeed, I must allow time to create my celebrated home-made crackers. Then there's the tradesmen's gift envelopes to address and . . . oh dear, must dash, the cats are scaling my spruce . . .