Yes, memories of Christmases past I hold dear. The picture on the old cooking card below I marvelled at every Christmas as I watched my Mother scooting around our kitchen, preparing the pork for roasting, making sure there was enough dripping in the tray for the crispiest potatoes, and the perfect gravy and home-made apple sauce. The smell of the pudding as it was being fried in butter on Boxing Day, served with icecream. I think this is the reason we hold onto traditions and create new ones for our families. It locks in those memories, connecting us with the past, carrying those layers of happiness with us into the present.
Wishing you all a Christmas full of cheer and happy memories.