Merry Christmas, ya filthy animals

  Hey, we made it. And I for one am grateful to know that in any year, even one as unsettling and sad as this one has been, there are some Christmas constants: a Christmas-eve-eve viewing of Home Alone (this year, for the first time, they got the jokes and roared), pancakes, hot-radiator-and-pine-needle smells, this reason-for-the-season … Continue reading Merry Christmas, ya filthy animals

What does Father Christmas eat for breakfast? Weeto-ho-hos. (Sorry.)

Forget personality types - this is all I want to know right now: are you a short-and-sweet Christmas person, or a tree-up-in-November person? Mostly I like to keep my Christmas in December. I think it's more magical when it's extra-concentrated. Like condensed milk straight from the tin (YES). That is, until we got an invitation … Continue reading What does Father Christmas eat for breakfast? Weeto-ho-hos. (Sorry.)

Christmas Impossible

I hate airports. Stuff Hugh Grant with his 'my favourite place in the world is an airport' thing. The Arrivals part is brilliant - marred only slightly if you are the owner of the child dragging his brother along the floor by the foot - but sooner or later you're making that inevitable return visit to … Continue reading Christmas Impossible

The Christmas life

Bring in a tree, a young Norwegian spruce, Bring hyacinths that rooted in the cold, Bring winter jasmine as its buds unfold: Bring the Christmas life into this house. Bring red and green and gold, bring things that shine, Bring candlesticks and music, food and wine. Bring in your memories of Christmas past, Bring in … Continue reading The Christmas life

Merry Christmas, ya filthy animals!

Hello dear ones. Just popping in to wish you a jolly lovely Christmas, with as much sleep and food and love as you might wish. Our presents are wrapped and our festive lunch ready in the fridge (we were due to have lunch with family, but 2014 has been redubbed The Year of the Unexpected … Continue reading Merry Christmas, ya filthy animals!

A note for Christmas Eve

Christmas is coming! We have TWO turkeys marinating in something top- secret, and today is the day the Big Traditions come out: joke stocking presents, the Feliz Navidad dance, the ritual watching of Home Alone, and that point at dinner time when we go for a Chinese buffet in Christmas pyjamas (when did this become … Continue reading A note for Christmas Eve

Extracts from a travel diary

17th December, Heathrow Airport We've just come through security and collapsed in front of a Costa. The gentleman next to me smiles, but nevertheless departs so quickly for his plane he leaves a flurry of five pound notes, which we find fifteen minutes later. I have this brilliant idea to give the money to the people at Costa, to pay … Continue reading Extracts from a travel diary

Song of the South

Four o' clock in the morning, and I'm sat in my mum's living room with a very awake Teddy. Apparently the one infallible way to get out of jet lag is to fast for sixteen hours before the start of your new day. But you can't starve out a baby, even one as squishy as this one, … Continue reading Song of the South

What Love Actually says about you

Last night I was snivelling over the end of Love Actually, because every Christmas season needs to involve snivelling over Love Actually, when Tim came in from work. He looked over my shoulder to see Colin Firth proposing to his Portuguese housekeeper in a crowded restaurant.'That's my favourite storyline in this film', he said.I was … Continue reading What Love Actually says about you

Five things I learned from our Christmas Tree 2013 video

http://vimeo.com/80739807 one, it takes me approximately twenty-seven years to unwind a string of lights. two, the lot of a baby is to spend ten minutes trying to get hold of a plastic bag, then having it taken away a second after you manage it. three, if Henry's that keen to wear sparkly baubles as earrings, … Continue reading Five things I learned from our Christmas Tree 2013 video