DO THEY KNOW ITS CHRISTMAS?

It’s Christmas!  Santa’s arrived at Chichester canal, fir trees festooned with twinkly lights adorn the town, the shops are crammed with festive goodies, every other advert features a flying fairy magicking up presents or delicious treats and it won’t be long before our ears are assaulted by an endless loop of crimbo tunes. 

 

Only 46 mince pies until Christmas

Magicking up some late night wallpapering

Deco Paradiso feature wall in the extension

Confused?  I know the clocks have now gone back but seriously, Christmas is still a month and a half away! We don’t need all this commercialist clap trap for the next 50 odd days - it’s a sure fire way of killing the magic of Christmas.  Shelby’s so bored of it all, she’s having an extra long nap behind the sofa.

 

Wake me up when it's all over

I may only have half a kitchen but now that the new oven has been connected I’m making the family Christmas cake, a tradition that’s been followed for decades.  It wouldn’t be crimbo without one of my extra special fruit cakes laced with Southern Comfort and wrapped in tons of marzipan. 

 

Mama's got a brand new oven

Putting the new kitchen through its baking paces

Not having a proper kitchen can’t be used as an excuse for not bothering to bake so excuse me whilst I jingle all the way to the Neff having stirred up my booze soaked dry fruit and sampled a wee dram or two to make sure I've got the recipe correct.  Bottoms up!

Mmm - does this fruit need a bit more booze?