With the main event out of the way, the fun can start with your leftovers. There’s no need to let the festive fare go to waste or to start a production line of turkey sandwiches. Philippa Davis advises on how to use the Christmas leftovers and her favourite recipes. The…
The Christmas box is more than just a gift, which is why everyone should give as generously as they can this festive season – or risk going down in hunting history for all the wrong reasons
In the hall of the rambling Elizabethan farmhouse of my childhood was a wide, inglenook fireplace. Every Christmas Eve, the gardener drag-ged in an enormous Yule log, balancing it with much heaving and grunting across the fire dogs. This would be lit by the remaining piece of the previous year’s…
How did the turkey end up on our tables or a partridge in a pear tree? Birds play an interesting part in our festive traditions, writes Carla Passino
Learn how to make Christmas crackers to ensure your Christmas goes with a bang.
As thoughts turn to Christmas and families getting together, there may be worries about a shrivelled turkey or even the odd crossword fuelled by excessive glass-emptying. However, the perfect tonic to such thoughts is the prospect of time spent in joyful outdoor surroundings, whatever the weather, with mad dogs, even…
Eleanor Doughty in defence of the goose Ding ding ding! The Christmas birds are in the ring. Goose or turkey? I know whose corner I’m in: the goose. Or, as we call it in my family, the long-necked chicken. This, of course, began as a classic parental ruse, and it’s…
If you’re feeling in need of inspiration for what to buy those who love to entertain, worry not. The Field‘s Christmas gift guide for the home is here to help with everything from baubles to backgammon. For more Christmas inspiration, be sure to take a look at our other seasonal…
Where would Christmas be without hunting? Bing Crosby dreamt of a white Christmas with every Christmas card he wrote. When that card shows the traditional scene of the hunt on the village green or in the market square on Boxing Day, then so much the more Christmassy. And along with…
On one cerebral festive occasion in an Irish castle I was invited to join in an incomprehensible word-play game with two Oxford undergraduates, then in full command of their intellectual plumage and prowess. They must have thought me a dunce and a dullard for, in that drowning hour, I did…
