Ohhh the smells! Glorious aromas of mulled wine, gingerbread, sizzling sausages, melting cheese, spiced hot chocolate, all waft through the air.
Perusing each twinkling stall and wondering how have I gone through life without any Christmas baubles. So many choices.
Best not to rush any decisions and have a raclette or a crepe whilst I ponder.
It’s starting to softly snow, time for a warming mulled wine or two.
I’m still not sure what to buy.
Wait, what’s that? I get distracted by an enormous pan of bubbling cheesey potato dumplings. I should really try that.
I decide on a pair of lace snow flakes and some birch candle holders.