All the younger members of our family appear to hate dried fruited fare, Christmas pudding, cake and mince pies all met with yuk! or no thanks what's wrong with their finicky palates for heaven's sake 
OH and I both agree these were placed in front of us from an early age and it was love at first taste. So no! I don't bother with going to the trouble of making them anymore, because they're not wanted. I'll pick them up in Marks or Waitrose just for us and so often half a cake will be discovered in a tin somewhere from Christmas past as we move towards Christmas future. No countdown to Christmas in our house, OH is particularly bah humbug about it all, a hangover from his working days when he always complained, "so difficult to get anything done in December due to the Christmas and New Year run ups" We do our best to ignore it until after my birthday which is in December, then I start to give it serious thought. Although we've usually started on the wretched Christmas cards by then, like most, seriously cutting back on those too. I'll grudgingly admit to liking decorating the house and getting all the paraphernalia out, the Christmas lights, tree, bed linen, seasonal garlands, decorations, but particularly the lights which I'm very attracted to, they bring out my inner moth. Most of all, as much as I hated all the church going as a child, I do like to hear carols they make me so so nostalgic