[jambutty]

The tradition used to be that the kids were packed off to bed on Xmas Eve and then the parents set to, to trim up, decorate the tree and spread the presents around the base.

Before retiring for the night mum or dad would creep into the kids’ bedroom/s and very quietly fill the stockings with sweets and fruit.

Come Xmas morning (usually very early) the shouts of joy from the kids as they saw the transformation downstairs was enough to forgive them for waking up early.

It was a magical time but sadly it is no more.

It’s called progress.