I’ve braved the inclement weather and crowded trains to venture home for Christmas. It was touch a go whether I’d make due to a ticket mishap (!) but despite tales from Heathrow being very dire and many planning to bed down for yet another night in the freezing fog, the train North was curiously trouble-free.
Everything is in pace from the Christmas consumption. The deliveries from Ocado and Sainsbury’s have been delivered. And shock horror, Ocado let us down (slightly) for the first time. They had no garlic or dried sage though curiously they had the fresh sage. I was able to grab some garlic en route and as for dried sage, I guess I need to dry a bit of my own!We tucked into the crème fraîche and bacon tart (like the Tarte flambée d’Alsace I’m so fond of from Waitrose) with lovely lamb’s lettuce and Belazu balsamic vinegar eaten off M’s new damask crockery from M&S. There's also some new table runners and rather fabulous Christmas trees, with lights and glitter and diamantes and everything!
It seems the joy of table styling is contagious; all those “table linen and crockery is wonderful” subliminal messages I’ve been emitting have worked! Now hopefully people will realise why I am unnaturally attracted to placemats, coasters and plates.