It’s taken me a bit by surprise how the Danes embrace Christmassy things in November.

It happens in the UK, too, but I think we thought us Brits were just a bit over-commercialised.

The lights are on. The wooden sheds are already dotted around town selling heated-up nuts and crepes.

But it’s incredibly tasteful.

There are some naff things you can buy but generally there’s a romantic restraint shown in the shops and arcades.

Salling, one of Aarhus’ two big department stores, is lit up like a Christmas tree. But there’s no nodding red-nosed reindeer or flashing Christmas puddings.

It’s cold and icy, which suits the yuletide season. But the paths are clear and gritted, so you don’t go arse over tit when you’re buying your presents.

Which we aren’t doing yet.

We have no bed or sofa.

All we want for Christmas is a bit of normality/calm/slowness/predictability.