When we hear Roy Wood singing about how he wishes it could be Christmas every day, most of us don’t think of disappointing presents, endless ads for the DFS Boxing Day sale or passing out, sherry in hand, in front of a Bond film. No, we think about the nice bits – time spent with friends, family, peace to all men and, of course, the food.
I love a traditional turkey dinner so much I’ll eat one at every opportunity. It might not be good for me, but, after 40-plus years of doing it, I think I’ve worked out how to keep the damage to a minimum. The average person is said to scoff more than double the recommended calories on 25 December, but that’s surely more down to snacking than what amounts to a souped-up version of meat and two veg. The secret, then, is not to gorge yourself stupid on vol-au-vents, mini sausages on cocktail sticks, mince pies and Quality Street, and concentrate on the main event.
