XMAS MARKET

Not to be dramatic, but we think most Christmas songs are basically singing about Winchester’s festively bustling Christmas market:

• ‘Chestnuts roasting on an open fire’. We got ‘em.

• ‘Making spirits bright.’ I mean if a cosy cup of hot chocolate/mulled wine, some carols, the strong smell of cinnamon, cloves and orange from one of those wreath things, and twinkly lights on little wooden huts don’t make your spirits bright, then, well, sorry to hear that.

• ‘I’ll have a blue Christmas without you.’ Poor Elvis, singing about how sad he was at Christmas since he wasn’t at the Winchester Christmas market.

Snuggling up next to the Cathedral, the annual Christmas market really is lovely. A neat mix of stuff for sale including a bunch of vendors dedicated to handmade items, and an ever-increasing mix of food vendors (hellooo there raclette people. Yes I would like a disgustingly large blob of melted cheese on those potatoes before I then visit the chocolate cake guy) make this something Yule not want to miss.