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Well, the chook's in the oven, the spuds are ready for their second roasting, and the wine has been poured. Mountains of presents have b...

I would understand if you thought I had abandoned you. At Christmastime no less. However, in my defense, it is an enormously busy time for ...

Christmas Pudding 1 bowl of snow warm water milk almond milk red and blue food colouring maple syrup soy sauce ke...

When I was a kid, we had an artificial Christmas tree. It was completely, utterly, plastic and, to my eye, the embodiment of Christmas at ho...

Tiny: [whistling; tromping happily in snow] Dot the Dog: I am dog. I  will have left over lunch. Tiny: Wuh? Dot the Dog: I am f...

No. In answer to your question, I didn't have any idea what it was going to be like living in a cold country. Not a skerrick, not e...

I would call it Christmas Croup, only I fear it would return every Christmas, clinging to us under the auspices of "Tradition"...

What happens when work deadlines, forgotten commitments, lax parenting, despair at one more trip to the bloody supermarket for bloody food, ...

I am enjoying Christmas a lot, so far. Sure, there was a wobbly moment before dinner last night when I thought it was all going to be doomed...

Hello. Well, we made it.* Oh sure, I could have blogged and told you all about it—the first impressions, the search for a place t...