This year, the succulent turkey came from Wilson's butcher in the High Street, instead of coming from Berry's in Wroughton for many years. I was sad to desert them, but Mr Wilson is so good, and I could walk home with the turkey instead of getting the car out to collect it on Christmas Eve.
I was reminded that I needed parsnips as an accompanyment, and although by some they are considered as potatoes in disguise and not worthy of a place beside the turkey in the roasting dish, others love them. The easy route to roast parsnips would have been to buy pre washed, packaged parsnips, but I have some on the allotment. Initially I was dubious about whether there were any there, and it was too late to go and buy them: