No matter how much of it you make, there never seems to be enough mulled wine. I suppose most people tend to drink it as though it’s simply a more delicious cup of tea, but because it’s so superior, it goes down much quicker and nobody desires just one cup- second, third and even fourth helpings are common. It becomes a race (like that known for the gravy or yorkshire puds) and the losers are left with just their one serving whilst the gluttony and over-indulgence takes power over the ones who are greedy and fast enough.
I won’t write down a recipe, but simply leave you a photo of the spices. The taste is in the buds of the beholder so add as little or as much as you so wish- along with a dash of sugar, OJ and some whisky if you’re in hardcore party-mode.