A
concept for which I believe we've can thank Denmark, and which we should now import
by the bucket-load, especially as the WHO have told us bacon is potentially as
deadly as plutonium (that's the World Health Organisation, not Roger Daltrey's
band with a similar name, just in case of confusion).
Not
that I've ever craved a plutonium and fried egg sandwich on a Saturday morning
mind you. I can't quite look at a full
English breakfast in the same way now - I can only assume that black and white
pudding and pork pies also feature somewhere on this scale, possibly right up
there with 'mushroom' clouds.
Anyway,
I digress - back to hygge, pronounced 'hoo-ga', which is the idea that at this
time of year you do things which nourish your soul and, roughly translated, it
means 'cosiness'.
Hygge
encourages you to have a relaxed time with family and friends, and be indulgent
and good to yourself, lighting a few candles as you do - although husband
probably won't approve of this, he just doesn't 'get' candles.
Be
warned though, cleansing diets and fitness regimes aren't hygge -
self-deprivation never made anyone feel cosy and warm inside. I keep seeing adverts for these, encouraging
me to lose weight to get into my little black dress. No thanks, I'll buy a slightly-bigger black
dress if needs be!
Now
drinking mulled wine, or hot chocolate with marshmallows, and enjoying some
comfort food, whilst toasting your toes in front of a real log fire and reading
your favourite book are most certainly hygge.
Wearing
an elaborate 'Scandi-style' knitted jumper like Morten Harket did in the 1980s
a-ha band pics is strictly optional. Although
I could perhaps be persuaded...
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