I’ve been pretty much offline over Christmas, with the exception of an occasional Instagram post and it’s been blooming marvellous! Don’t get me wrong, I love you all and have great plans for the blog this year but we all need a little break from technology from time and time and besides, it’s not easy to stuff an entire Camembert in your face with an iPhone in one hand. But the world went back to work this week (a quick apology to the doctors, journos and many other professions who worked through the festive period, and thank you) and like most of you I’m sure, I’ve been sitting at my desk dreaming about the last couple of weeks.
I was in France for the big day, as I normally am, and the sun made a special guest appearance for almost the entire week. Whilst it didn’t create a very festive atmosphere, it was pretty special to toast a great year outside, before scuttling inside and pretending it was snowing so we could snuggle up and open presents. Dad out-Britished himself when he announced: “let’s leave the doors open and let out some heat so that we can light the fire”.
If you can’t be bothered to read the full post – and cheesy music videos are your thing – here’s our Christmas in 3 mins and 55 seconds!
Christmas for us starts with stockings, followed by a long walk (mainly to build up an appetite!) We’re normally trudging through snow or crisp wintry leaves but it was t-shirt weather this year. We live in the middle of nowhere, so we didn’t see a soul on our ramblings but the surroundings are pretty magical.
When we returned, it was nibbles and a bit of fizz on the terrace…
… Before a bit of present opening and a wrapping paper bonfire!
As the sun set, it was all hands to the deck – but steered expertly by Mum – to dish up our Christmas feast (controversially lamb, not turkey), with Ottolenghi brussel sprouts, red cabbage and roast potatoes.
There was comedy dancing, board games and a mountain of cheese and chocolate to devour for the rest of the evening before dragging our weary selves up to bed. The rest of the holiday felt like June; we sat outside, went bread shopping in the local markets and slowly made our way through an entire leg of Iberico ham (from Brindisa) which was absolutely divine.
Another Christmas gone, and into another new year. I have no idea what 2016 will bring, but let’s hope it’s a good one! Happy new year, one and all.