It's Spring and I am so excited. I've just sighted my first Christmas Pudding of the season.
It happened last Saturday while we were in the city to view the David Jones Annual Flower Show. We had wandered over to the David Jones Men's Store which houses the Foodhall and there they were, newly hatched and ready to fly. Isn't it always the way? As soon as you spot one, they multiply before your eyes.
And what's a pudding without lashings of Christmas chocolates and biscuits?
We dragged ourselves away from temptation, past the specialist butcher, fish monger, salad bar, oyster bar and several coffee shop nooks, and into the biscuit section, which took the Spouse's attention.
But once we reached the mustard aisle, we knew true bliss.
His and Hers mustards - our day was complete.