It's at this time of year when I start to feel really homesick for the UK. Missing my mum and the sheer excitement of a wintry European Christmas. I made some Cherry Bakewell buns to cheer myself up.
And then, hurrah, this lovely big pile of Christmas issue magazines from England arrived via dear Hen, who has been sent some Aussie cheer in return.
So last night I sat down with my mags and a cherry bun, played Slade's Merry Xmas Everybody on You Tube and got a bit teary. I do love an Australian summer Christmas, it's part of our own family tradition now, but sometimes there's no place like your childhood home, is there?