All the Christmas films, from Love, Actually to Miracle on 34th Street, we have to watch them all.
Having all my family together.
My peanut sables - they’re really just cheese biscuits with crushed peanuts on top but I only make them at Christmas and they’re a firm tradition.
The smell of the Christmas tree. We’re lucky enough to always have a real one.
The smell as you open the first tin of Quality Street. And yes, we get through more than one!
Pigs in blankets. Forget the turkey, I’ll just have a plateful of these!
Lots of frosty walks in pale wintry sunlight.