Just got back from doing the guitar lesson run so forgive my silence. In the spirit of MN multi-tasking I rushed about picking up xmas stocking bits instead of just sitting in car for half an hour. Anyhoo, lots of input in my absence which I have speedily caught up with.
I understand that starting an AIBU will command roses as well as stones being offered so I am humble in replying to both camps. I love the idea of picking up a ready prepared meat bit on the side and rustling up accompaniments that I also can partake of. I make a mean mashed swede and who doesn't love a yorkshire pudding.
I don't want to come all defensive so I won't call culture to bear on this, however it is from my perspective worth considering. Though I have lived in the UK long enough to adapt to these seasonal customs, even if I don't entirely adopt them, I genuinely do not think xmas day any more special than any other day of the year. Nor do I think my birthday special either. I might be odd in this respect. However DD enjoys the 'specialness' of xmas and I encourage this.
Though I work bloody hard I can be unbelievably lazy in many respects. But not when it comes to parenting. And I can be unthinking, but I am not mean by nature so I disagree that my resistance is indicative of a mean streak.
I have a relatively low appetite but do eat as and when hunger grabs hold of me, and can confidently reassure the concerned that I do not have an eating disorder. And I LOVE cereal. No shame in that. I am currently trying to find a dairy substitute but that is another thread entirely.
I am a stonking cook if I may say so myself and cook up a range of meals for DD and I but like many I do often rotate the old faves on the menu a little too frequently. For example, the mere mention of risotto has DD begging for noodles.
I never knew the Chinese was open on xmas day...we LOVE Chinese food equally so that might be an alternative I offer up. But tbh I am already sold on getting a nice bit of white meat for her with me doing the rest. Unless I go by a M&S tomorrow that is. I jest!
Food or no food, I am just thankful that there is a joyful atmosphere in the home right now, which with an hormonal pre-teen is not always guaranteed!
Gotta go as DD has gone up to her room and I have an opportunity to sneak xmas stocking fillers in from car boot undetected 
P.s Jacket potato with chilli corn carne for dinner tonight as I am using up the rest of the quorn mince from last night's spag bog...