And so this year, desperate to turn a new page, I chose not to be a victim of my own longing. Traditions must start somewhere. And when I think of tradition, I think of my Mum. My Mum was always my family’s Christmas Glue. She may not have been the most organised, but the lady knows how to make Christmas magic come alive on a dime. And her Christmas magic took effort, planning, financial investment and often late nights.