Sad sad faces that Christmas is gone. It seemed to be over before it really got going didn’t it? And now I’m joining the rest of the nation feeling grumpy, fat and poor. But we did have a really lovely time, so I can’t complain. It was the first time I had ever been away from my parents for Christmas and I was anxious about that (fully appreciating how wet that sounds given I’m nearly 34) and also nervous about having people over here. I never really thought about how much pressure there is to make Christmas dinner nice…. if it tastes crap then it’s crap for everyone! But thanks to Ocado and the immense amount of dinner options you can buy ready made (like, all of it), it tasted lovely. Phew!