The twelve days of Christmas don’t start until 25 December, but I really hope that you all have better things to do by then than to read some silly stuff. And as we’re all really tired, fed up and over-metricised, the Twelve Days of Treacle may as well start whenever I feel like. It’s cheesy, it’s silly, and it’s a distraction.
You can remind yourself of the delightful cast of characters here.
Sorry not to have the stamina for a cheesy Advent novel, but if you haven’t yet read a cheesy novella about Burston Central, here’s a link.