Like the festive candle in the window, we can shine a light into darkness
One of my favourite Christmas jobs is making the Christmas puddings - yes, puddings. At least two of them. Because there are just too many delicious accompaniments to have with Christmas pudding to have just one…so I make at least two.
Once the first steaming is done, I can't resist repeatedly opening the lid just to inhale the quintessential aroma that evokes Christmas past, when decorations were multi-coloured paper chains which stretched from the central light to each of the four corners of the sitting room. And the Christmas tree was festooned in multi-coloured tinsel and garish baubles, and sported weird Cinderella fairy lights, the only set my parents possessed.
Today, of course, Christmas is fairy light central. We have them indoors and we have them outside in the garden, artfully draped over bushes and trees. Some of us even have all manner of multi-coloured light displays in our houses, so that Christmas today is a twinkling oasis of brightness at this, the darkest time of the year.