Though times change I maintain a couple of lasting Christmas Eve traditions: a last jaunt round the shops, not panic buying but seeking opportunistic stocking fillers (and one really hit the mark for my sewing obsessed chocoholic wife); and spending the evening with friends, whose buffet spread is as splendid as you would expect in a farmhouse, always followed by games of 'empires' where the aim of being last to have a secret identity guessed, one one round, I narrowly missed.
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