Further Christmas proof

Last night I was invited to Sarah and Alex's flat for a Christmas dinner party. Fab people, fab food, fab night.

But I really do HATE brussel sprouts. I see little point in them. My Christmas day concession to my mum is that I have a single one on my plate and I don't have to touch them for the rest of the holiday. Well, I got my sprout consumption in early this year (this blip is my proof) so hopefully my Christmas dinner can be untarnished!