It's been a good few years since I last had Turkey for Christmas . For some, that confession is sacrilegious - a load of PC-gone-mad-woke drizzle that will make your blood boil. Other, more sane folk, won't really be impacted by my dietary choices, and a few may even sympathise with the pestered fuss that comes with not eating meat during this time of year. After all, Christmas Day really is like that episode of the Royle Family, where Nanna keeps asks if you can wafer thin ham. Over the years,