For the last few weeks, there have been a lot of people on Twitter and Facebook posting updates about how many weeks/days/hours it is until Christmas. There has also been vast amounts of column space dedicated to analysis of the Christmas adverts from some of the main British retailers.
I have been doing the adult equivalent of sticking my fingers in my ears and singing ‘lalalala’. It’s only November. We’ve just moved house. I can’t think about Christmas yet.
But when my veg box arrived this morning, there was a wee surprise nestled in among the cavolo nero, sharon fruit, parsnips and tatties.
A mini mince pie. A yummy, pretty, bite-sized mince pie.
I guess I can’t avoid it any longer. Christmas is coming.