I’m longing for a winter Christmas in Oxford, I’ve never had a winter Christmas

I want to go to the covered market, go to whittards for hot chocolate, mulled cider and wreath making workshops, maybe seeing the nutcracker in a little theatre somewhere. Is it because my great great grandmother grew up on the high in Oxford, that I long for Christmas there. Or it’s just such a romantic old storied city. Christmas makes me want to settle down, so I suppose that’s a good thing. I want Christmas books 📚 I want to make stockings and cotton gift bags, I want to be engaged really badly, I want a puppy, I want sweater weather, I want quiet study at my desk, I want to bake cookies.