While we're already one week in to December and the festive season, today really signified the very start of it for me. I have a husband who works abroad, works long hours or is simply away because we both like to head off with our friends now and again. But last night, he returned from his last trip of 2015 so we can now finally discuss Christmas lists, to do lists and a list of all the things we'd like to eat and drink over the festive season that wouldn't normally make it in to the fridge. Yes, I'm taking about cheese boards and Advocaat (not really, but who doesn't love a Snowball?!).
My favourite days of Christmas are the ones in-between Christmas Day and New Year's Eve. It's when time slows down a little and the pressure to get dressed and brush my hair evaporates somewhat. It's when wellies and bobble hats come in to their own ... wellies and a winter coat to hide the fact that I'm still in my pjs at 3pm and a bobble hat to hide my terrible bed head. Winter's the season for the slovenly really, isn't it?
But I do enjoy the build up to the big day too, providing it's not overly frantic. It's the more traditional elements that I like the most. The Christingel service, making decorations (I've been out in the woods today collecting holly to pop in clear baubles and adorn parcels), baking mince pies, singing along to carols, and, when I remember, writing Christmas cards.
I'm so, so finicky about cards. I don't do soppy. Or comedy, for that matter. Meaningful verses are lost on me. And I'm not overly sentimental but I don't like anything too modern, either. Cards go immediately from envelope to recycling bin if I don't like the look of them. Terribly ungrateful, I know (I do still have a One Direction one up from my birthday in August ... I don't know what that says about me ... embarrassing, middle-aged groupie in denial?!).
I received the Christmas card set below (and the gorgeous apron that I'm wearing above - I don't cook Christmas dinner so I'm using it as my foliage-collecting coverall, instead) from British design duo, Thornback & Peel, and they could not be more perfect. Traditional designs but with a modern interpretation, they're elegant but fun at the same time. I'm actually a bit reluctant to send them to anyone. Would it be wrong to send eight cards to myself? I could vary the handwriting to make it looked like I've received them from different people. Cunning? I'm tempted to frame them. Wouldn't they look wonderful on the wall?
Thornback & Peel kindly sent me the apron and the cards that you see in these images. Oh my, I swooned when they arrived.