For this festive blog hop we’re writing about the best Christmas present we ever received, and the one present we really wanted but never got.
There was never any fuss made about Christmas presents as I was growing up. Mum and Dad never had much spare cash, and every year without any pomp or circumstance I’d be handed an unwrapped present round about the end of November. However, there was always a big East End party every Christmas night to look forward to, singing and dancing with all the relatives gathered together, and that’s what I remember and miss rather than any food, drink or presents.
It was only once I’d married and seen the trouble my mother-in-law went to every Christmas regarding presents and food, that I realised I might have been missing out on something! Mum-in-law is too old now to do it, but in times past I’ve known her to bake 400 mince pies, a…
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