Yeah, it's chilly. Well, sort of. I mean, not to brag, but we never reeeeally get that chilly here in Brisbane. We get sunshine and brisk mornings and the opportunity to wear socks from time to time. Winter suits us. It's our best season. I've been in two minds about whether to post this cake, because I made one glaringly obvious mistake, and I'm embarrassed about it. It's my trees... my . . .
Chances are that you, like me, have reached the point of Christmas overindulgence that it's all you can do to reach a hand pathetically into the bowl of chocolate almonds on the coffee table, or pick at the bits of leftover turkey straight from the fridge, maybe stopping to smear them with some cranberry sauce from the jar. We've been subsisting on leftovers for days: first it was plates of . . .