The Goose Is Getting Fat

My Dear Fellows & Dear Princess,

The supermarket is now full of chocolate santas, penguins and kiwis with little scarves on. 

AND I AM NOT READY.

Now that I'm on the other side of the effing planet, I need to start planning for Christmas early and I feel the Christmas Window starting to close on me. Consider this blip a kick up my own arse to get onto it, pronto.

But not today, because Jackson and Helen are back! Having tootled around the South Island (where they had a brilliant time) they are with us for a temporary pit stop before driving up north.

I grabbed the excuse of cooking for other people to roast up a leg of lamb with all the fixins*. Yes I know I am now theoretically a vegetarian. Cooking for Scottish people is a loophole. Shut up.

S.

* I love food that comes with fixins.