A Christmas dinner I want to forget (but it's seared on my mind forever)

All was merry and bright at the Christmas Dinner table, until Brian Daughton put his foot in in it... Picture: Stock
FROM the outset, the whole scenario was odd. We were six strangers who had gathered in a London house to celebrate Noche Buena (‘The Good Night’) — a meal traditionally celebrated on Christmas Eve in Spain. Of all the lexicon that could be used to describe that evening, ‘good’, alas, would not be among them.