Half the fun of C*******s Day is sticking the turkey in the oven at stupid O’clock, your hair & clothes reeking of turkey fat, preparing endless amounts of veggies, lumps in the gravy, kicking the cat, screaming at the kids, finding first, then shoving coins in the pudding, trying to keep MiL & FiL sweet, frantically finding a present for cousin Doris as you forgot you’d invited her too, reminding DH to keep all the glasses topped up, not just his own then, peace at last apart from the scraping of plates and chomping of gnashers. Ah yes, I remember it well 
Halal and Kosher meat should labelling be mandatory?
Holidays - familiar or new places?
Precious sentimental objects lost.


Now, I take what I can - not this year sadly - or order on line from Oz companies. Last year DD in Oz sent 4 small presents via me for the GCs. I had to pay UK tax (which was far more than the value) before they would deliver. So, beware those with Oz families. This has never happened before!


