So it's less than a month until Christmas and I've already got my tree up twinkling in the corner of the living room and gingerbread felt garland around the fireplace. I've always been an excruciatingly festive person - one of those people you definitely want to hide away until December 1st in fear of going slightly insane - and I love Christmas. I'm not religious but I am traditional in most senses. I always do a big family meal, decorate the house, buy presents, play games with the children like Elf on the Shelf and I am always dreaming of the white fluffy stuff closer to the time. Not that we've had a white Christmas in Wales for a very long time but Christmas is all about hope, right?
So this year I'm checking our Chances of Snow in the UK and playing around with this cute little checker that determines your chances of a white Christmas in your area that you can find here willigetawhitechristmas.com. I was told there was a 50% chance of snow in our area so, let's be fair, hope is still alive.
I can't wait for the chocolate truffle making, Baileys over ice, egg nog lattes a-plenty and Christmas wrapping to begin. Life always seems that little bit sparklier and happier during the festive season and no matter if you believe in the age old solstice, the birth of Jesus, something else or nothing in particular it's always a fantastic excuse for a get-together.