Christmas past...
 

While trying to get in the mood for Xmas this year I've been thinking back to other Christmas times - looking at particularly nice ones and trying to work out what were the magic ingredients.

If you could go back and re-live one particular Xmas in your life which would it be and why?

Mine would be Xmas 1974 when I was 11 years old. We went round to my maternal Grand-mother's for the day. There was a full turkey lunch which started at one and went on for ages, crackers were pulled and the Queen's speech watched -pretty much the same as in many house-holds up and down the country. We had Nanny's famous sherry trifle and played Bingo. Ate chocs and dates and nuts.

As well as me, sister Denise, mum & dad and Grand-parents, there were also quite a few of my great-aunts and uncles too.

I had received a telescope and Patrick Moore book for Xmas (educational stuff for me always) and my sister one of those large dolls heads with make-up and accessories to do it's hair. She spent most of the afternoon doing that and then finally i got Nanny's musical jewelery box out and made Denise up with her play make-up and covered her in jewels -there was a lovely photo of her but it got thrown out.

Both the living-room and front parlour had fires lit and there was a great atmosphere -even if it probably doesn't sound that exciting....

I've worked out that it's the people who were that made it a special time.

Time to start thinking who I can invite this year! :)

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Its pretty easy to work out the magic ingredient Di, its kids.;)

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Will I have to wait till I'm a Granny then to have a really good Xmas?:eek::D

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Groove agrees with Mr.Cashman on this subject. But for the kids xmas is a tiresome time of year, with pubs full of Sunday drivers etc.

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No, go to any primary school and watch their faces........Christmas is for children...adults are just bystanders....and cash providers.

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How sad - this is confirmation that I'm just a big kid....

It's what I suspected all along...

That's why I buy the chocolate Father Xmases to put on the tree and the sugar candy stripey walking sticks....

James Stewart eat you heart out -that's why his guardian angel had to save him just before he chucked himself into the freezing river...:eek:

Hope mine are still awake;)

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nowt wrong wi being a big kid, i never grew up, n am too old to start now,you cart on.;):D

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Will start to call you "Peter" then Cashy!

In the meantime -best wishes to you and Paris -hope you have a wonderful Christmas.

Are you off to sunnier climes I wonder....

We are expecting plummeting temperatures from Monday(Can't wait!)

Good for the skiers in the Alps!

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Growing older is compulsory, but growing up is optional...Lettie taught me that.
I remind myself from time to time.

When my daughters two children ask me how old I am....I tell them I am 14.
They used to believe me, but I think that now they are getting wise to my ploy.
Oh and they never, ever, ever call me that G word. To them I am Margaret, always have been, always will be.

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Letties a damn good teacher Margaret.;)

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Yes Cashy, I try to remember it when my joints ache, and I want to do the splits :)

I'd only be showing off anyway!

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Christmas is defo for kids and Christmas Cards, I always preferred new year, after I found out there was no Father Christmas:D

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What on earth do you mean -no Father Christmas:eek: -so who brings all the pressies and does the magic?!:D

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Ah but used to be one, its just the fact he was on benefits 11 months a year,so the Torys did away wi him.:D

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My two strongest memories of Christmas are not pleasant ones.
I dislike Christmas, but I hate New Year. I always think that fate has something nasty in the wings waiting to leg me up....and they change the old year for a new one just as the old one stops pinching(like a new pair of shoes).
I never wait up to see the New Year in.......and New years day is just another day to me.
Where is March...bring it on, and be quick about it.