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A festive fire for Christmas

Mixing plum pudding and flames.

For years, every Christmas Eve we have held an open house for family and friends. Following a buffet dinner, it has been the tradition that my wife parades through the living room with a flaming plum pudding, trailed by several young people singing. Last year everyone was waiting in anticipation for the procession to begin when our 7-year-old grandson turned to his father and asked, “When is Nana going to burn the cake?”

Ned Williams

Andover

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