The BEST bit about the Pilates classes I do with my friends is the Xmas Pie-Lattes Drinks we have after the last session for the year. We do our final session and then eat our body weight in mince pies and brandy butter and totally ruin any progress we have made all year. We also drink mulled wine and champagne before lunchtime which means the rest of the day is a little bit of a write-off:-
The gang, prior to lots of other friends turning up who didn’t make it to the class but wanted to eat mince pies!:-
This year, we did it a week earlier than usual to ensure that everyone could come and that they would experience their first mince pies of the season. Always the best one….they get a bit tedious after a while, I find. Did you know you’re supposed to eat 12 during the Xmas season? No, neither did I. Not sure what happens if you eat more or less – or why it’s a thing…must check with my friend who announced it. Or Google it.
I’ve just Googled it to save you the effort, because you probably won’t have done it and guess what? I’ve already failed. Failed to make a wish and failed to eat it in silence:-
“As with other foods at Christmas some traditions have become associated with the mince pie. For children to leave one out before they go to bed on Christmas Eve for Father Christmas. It is a tradition to make a wish when you eat your first mince pie of the Christmas season.
Always eat it in silence. For good luck eat one mince pie for each day of the 12 days of Christmas. Many mince pies have a star on it to symbolise the star that led the Magi to Jesus.”
So what does that mean now? No good luck? Or can I eat my second one in silence and still get the good luck?
Anyway, here we all our enjoying our not-such-a-good-example-of-an-exercise class. ALSO, it’s just as well I keep the classes low key as whilst we were lying our mats, one of my friends said “why are there fingerprints on the ceiling?” I’d already tried to avoid the sticky patches of spilt drink on the floor my daughter had failed to clear up and spotted a beer can in the loo, after she’d managed to sneak FORTY friends in there last Saturday at 2am for fun and frivolity before forgetting it was a secret and bringing them all into the house at 5am to wake me up – she can’t explain the fingerprints on the ceiling…
Here I am encouraging some additional movement whilst opening a bottle of champagne. Not sure what has happened to my fingers – they’ve gone all pointy. Maybe that’s what happens when you don’t make a wish and eat your first mince pie in silence:-
Lovely shot of our youngest participant posing with the latest Stella McCartney sunglasses and looking tres chic:-
Happy mince pie eating y’all….