As the cliché goes, "It's that time of the year!" For most, it means Yuletide. For us, it means coming together like the Witches of Macbeth, bar the cauldrons and regicides. Brunch became lunch, as is custom with us. At this point we wouldn't be so wrong to believe the bear in the John Lewis Christmas advert is a manifestation of our perennial tardiness to anything remotely relevant. Except for trends – in that respect, we always keep ourselves at the forefront, like schoolkids at the aquarium of couture wonders.