MOST of the Christmas traditions in our house are mainly due to me making them up just to please me really. One of my favourites is how I turned the tradition of leaving Father Christmas a mince pie a glass of milk and a carrot for the reindeer to my advantage duping my young sons.
I managed to persuade them to leave out a pie/pastie with a can of lager with the carrot on the side. That was until they were old enough not to believe in the big red man and realise it was mum and dad all along. They didn’t care after that but I still had my Christmas Eve treat of a pie/pastie and lager. It was ever present for over 31 years but everything comes to an end meaning no Christmas Eve treat this year.
Nothing to do with my slow burning diet! If I wanted, I could find room for a pie/pastie or two but I have no great demand to buy a pie. The pie in question was always the local made Clark’s Pie but I have lost the love for them.
The Clarks Pie shop and Victoria Park Pie Company part of the Clarks family have lost their way, as the pies are just not the same. I still haven’t got over the loss of the old Clark’s pasty. I regard them now as an inferior product with the pie taken the wrong direction sad really. That Clark’s Pie taste has done a runner and taken me with it.
Having lost that something special now, they have become a run of the mill pie and I am not the only one that feels it. So I have made the unilateral decision to end the Christmas Eve pie delivery – my dad lives close to the Clarks pie shop and would bring a couple up now he could wander up without my pies. I may feel gutted but it will help my diet if I haven’t fallen off the wagon but even if I had, I can tell you it wouldn’t be for the Clark’s pie. A Brutons meat pasty it could be another story.
We have a new family tradition involving a curry and a deliveryman.
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