It is actually quite difficult to be alone at Christmas. You have to hide, because if any neighbour or passer-by realises you’re alone they will insist you go to them. I’ve nearly managed it once, and it was wonderful until some well-meaning person came and interrupted King’s College Choir on TV. I felt I couldn’t say “Excuse me, I’m trying to watch this, so would you please go away?”
If you’re spending Christmas with your husband, you are not alone!
Another welcoming into Soop's kitchen for those who care to share...
Does anybody work out with kettlebells ?