Sadly, I'm not going to York this year but I always think Christmas is a place we mostly go to in our minds anyway, so even though I will be staying in Tooting I am going to be shutting the door, lighting the fire and the candles, and visiting Christmas for a while. See you when I get back.
Love E x
P.S. Meanwhile, here's a little poem I came across, by Roald Dalh.