This is chocolate and pistachio fudge, courtesy of Nigella Express. I have made it for the guys at work, it's sat next to me in a spangly bag by my desk. It would have taken all the will in the world to give it away where it not for the fact that this is the second batch, the first batch having been consumed stealthily by furtive fridge light over a period of four days last week. I now can't look at the stuff without feeling a little bit queasy.
Tonight is the last night in my flat before I decamp to my mum and dad's for four days. Tomorrow evening I plan to be in my pyjamas, vodka and tonic in hand, watching Narnia. Merry Christmas you lovely people.