So, where was I? Oh yes, that’s right. Christmas.
During the whole month of December, I’m usually always in a festive mood. I think it has something to do with being from the UK where we manage to pass off all sins as being ok, because “it’s Christmas”. Like when you want to drink some mulled wine at 10am but think it would be inappropriate, someone would probably push a mug of the warm stuff into your hands and tell you “Go on, it’s Christmas!”
Unfortunately, this doesn’t do much for my waistline, but it does make me look forward to the month of December every year. Hot wine will do that to a girl.
This year I’m feeling particularly festive because we’ve been visiting the Christmas markets in Germany and Austria. They are so wonderful, especially when it snows (as it has done a couple of times for us). If you don’t know what a Christmas market is, it’s essentially a collection of wooden huts selling everything from toys and ornaments to mulled wine, brawturst sausages and crepes. Basically it’s a real-life version of those Christmas songs we all sing. Magical.