By all accounts I'm a bit posh, I don't know if I'm a snob, but my perfect Christmas goes something like this:
Around 22nd - Brunch at a 5* hotel, white linen tablecloth MANDATORY - with DD (1 year old) who is expected to behave immaculately and partake in viennoiserie. The Savoy has 'real' (fake) snow falling on their driveway throughout December, so we take a look at that, ABSOLUTELY NOT POSTED ON INSTAGRAM.
23rd - previously we would have gone to see The Nutcracker at the National Ballet, but since DD was born we watch the Mariinsky version of The Nutcracker (1992 if it makes a difference) on DVD. Lights low, snacks and drinks etc. In the evening we go to a Carol service.
10pm receive Waitrose delivery.
24th - cousins come to visit, this year our Christmas Eve is Swedish Christmas themed, so there will be skagen toast (with smoked salmon and caviar), glogg etc.
25th - breakfast at 8, parents arrive at 10 for canapes, and leave at 12 to see the other side of family, we dine at 2 and open presents at 4.
26th - friends visit, bringing their leftovers and we have a leftovers-feast. Someone once brought a bottle of wine with one glass left in it, he will not be invited again.
27th - whole family Christmas with lashings of Champagne, everyone brings a course - we usually bring starter, often it's a side of home-cured wild salmon that a colleague brings back from salmon fishing in the Arctic circle, or somewhere. We also bring jars of chutneys and preserves we've made over the year so as to capture the last essence of each season (charred asparagus tips in olive oil, strawberry jam with the strawberries from our garden).
Am I snobby-Christmassing right?