Every Christmas bears the same hallmarks, year in, year out. There are advent calendars, there are mountains of mince pies, there is panic-buying smaller gifts to make sure stockings are bulging at the seams come December 25 morning.
And there’s the usual buffet of questionable food and drink, palmed off to us, the expectant and hopeful public, as festive limited editions. This year has reaped a stranger harvest than most, with oddly flavoured cereal taking the crown in what could be the worst Christmas food idea brought to market ever.
