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Hello Carole Ann,
As the juggernaut of Christmas starts to jack knife across the highway of our blood pressure are you finding yourself both shaken and stirred?
All is calm and bright at this distance but the slow build is like scaling a white-knuckle ride complete with cynically timed rattles and clunks before you top the vertiginous peak and then whoosh - it's hold on to your life, liver and wallet.
Eau de Anxiety and Tension Truffles will be on our Dear Santa list whether we like it or not.
For as much as you’d like to channel the glam of Nigella or the cosiness of Mary Berry you know, in reality, the author of your Christmas story might be Tim Burton meets Poe.
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