” My mother is not a foodie. But for as long as I can remember, once a year, she becomes possessed of a profound & desperate need to serve up a perfect roast turkey. Faced with a walk into the village though, she might think `oh, f*** it` & decide to get a frozen one from Bejams on the 23rd & leave it to defrost in the downstairs toilet for not quite 48 hours.” From perennially dry turkeys to Christmas pudding fires, from the round robin code of conduct to the risks & rewards of re-gifting, An Almost Perfect Christmas is an ode to the joy & insanity of the most wonderful time of the year.