1. I’ve worn the blouse countless times but it is only when I come to take it in that I notice it has French seams, and the neat stitching on the yoke.

1b. The dress is so much more wearable now I’ve removed the pointlessly flouncy sleeves.

1c. The herringbone scrap peeks through the patch.

2. Tilda scrambles into the drawer as soon as I open it.

3. The building of the spice in the slow cooked curry.

3b. Other people drown in turkey at this time of year but we have New Year’s Cheese leftovers instead: I eat a smoked Lancashire with panettone while John hoovers up roquefort with port.