Are you singing yet? If not, why not? Let's have a rousing chorus of "On Cinnamon Hill"
What do you mean, those aren't the lyrics?
Oh yes they are, I said 'oh yes they are' - at least in my house.
A few weeks ago, when I was breakfasting in Starbucks in Belgravia, ('breakfasting' sounds so posh for what was actually, wolfing down slightly odd tasting porridge from a paper bowl,) I was almost apprehended by the Old Bill.
If I am not at home and in full of control of my porridge ( made traditionally with salt and water please) then my bowl begins and ends with shake upon shake of cinnamon. Back in the northern shires, I often take Starbuck's cinnamon shaker to my seat and sprinkle and chat with gay aplomb.
Not in London you don't.
There I was holding court when a glowering woman whirlwinded towards my table. Apparently Starbucks had gone into lockdown, the cinnamon shaker was missing and the Met police had been alerted and were frisking customers before they left.
"There it is, everyone has been looking for this"
'Everyone' stared at me and I thought, if only this was the late 18th century, I'd be iron manacled off to the Aussie land of sunshine on a free ticket and be having tea and a brow mop with Faux Fuchsia & Heidi in 8 weeks time.
Cinnamon Hill are based in Lancashire and mail their wares all over the world, the sacred geometry of their bespoke cinnamon grater caught my eye and I felt a moral imperative to know the difference between the taste of Saigon and Ceylon Cinnamon - hot and spicy versus lemony snicket.
The Ceylon cinnamon won hands down for me, though it was a bit more brittle and I did end up with the odd chunk of bark in my food - possibly an overly dry stick or a lack of what Boris calls "wristy abandon" on my part.
For everything you have ever wanted to know about their cinnamon which is a world of flavour away from the tasteless desiccated husks that I've used until now : shake it like a polaroid baby.
Meanwhile, its all a bit desolate now isn't it? January schmanuary.
Let's all try to keep our peckers up.