You know how some Decembers you really feel Christmas, and others you don't?
This year I am really feeling Christmas. By the time the actual thing comes around I could well be a gibbering, shaking wreck of tinsel, wrapping paper and fairy lights.* I'm very much in danger of boring people a bit, I think.
I'm already so excited I actually baked actual mince** pies this week. Actual. Mince. Pies. And they weren't bad either.***
So today's advent is the recipe for, that's right folks, mince pies. I found this on the intermawebs c/o the lovely BBC here.
I'm sure I'm not the only one champing at the Christmas bit, either. It's been a rubbish year for a lot of people, for a lot of reasons. I think everyone needs an excuse to have some fun.
I shall stop there, for fear of turning my diatribe into that of an elderly and well-meaning parish vicar..
* And that's before the parental homemade wine comes out.
*** Okay the second batch weren't bad. The first were.. a touch crispy.