This year’s John Lewis advert hit home like a sack of Santa’s toys hitting the floor. For me it felt personal. And yes it made me cry, though they were tears of gratitude.For those who haven’t seen it it features a man, perhaps in his early forties, trying to learn how to skateboard while his wife trims up the house for Christmas. He fails and falls time and time again. He is bruised and battered but still he continues.
But that is why looking back makes my Christmases past so special. Because I never felt a day without love at Christmas. They were simple times. Every year in December dad brought the battered Christmas tree down from the loft and a suitcase of Christmas decorations that were used year after year.Not for us the beautifully matched perfectly placed baubles in the latest colour combinations.
We licked coloured circles to make paper chains and cut out angels from old newspapers to hang around the room along with those fold up tissue paper shapes that magically turned into frilly bells or pompoms once unfolded.
Christmas dinner with family was just that, one meal cooked simply by mum in the kitchen as we lay the table with the best china. Two way family favourites on the radio after a Church service, a turkey and the trimmings and Christmas pudding before the Queen’s speech.A ham for boxing day, a Party Susan filled with nuts and Neapolitan chocolate, a box of Christmas dates and a bowl of walnuts to be cracked with the nutcrackers.
Another great read from Christa.
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