After London we went to Worcestershire to stay with my sister and celebrate my nephew's 30th birthday. It was a lovely stay. We took the train home - Stourbridge to Aberdeen via Birmingham which took about 9 hours. It was fine. I read my book and ate snacks. What's not to like?
As promised, let's talk about some special Christmases.
I was about 6 years old and I really wanted a teddy bear. Stockings and gifts all opened and there was no sign of a bear. I can still remember being so disappointed. Then all of a sudden my mum found another present. For me! And of course, a teddy bear! I still have him now. And he still roars 50 years later, just tip him up and over - grrh!
For the last 25 years, being married to Mark we had to accept Christmas Day without him sometimes, when he's was working. He never had a fixed rota, he went offshore when needed and came home when not needed. One Christmas my sister and BiL were coming up to us. Mark had to go offshore about 3 days before Christmas! Just the nature of the job though such a shame with family visiting. My BiL had to pop to Aberdeen to collect a parcel for my sister on Christmas Eve except, drum roll, he was really picking up my hubby who'd been sent back as the job was delayed. Me and the kids were delighted. What a great Christmas.
Of course my absolutely favourite Christmas was the one (31 years ago) when I had a baby. On Christmas Eve my then husband and I drove to Yorkshire. Baby wasn't due until 17 Jan, but I took my notes anyway. 3am Christmas morning I woke and had either wet the bed or my waters had broken! Knowing my big sister was working night shift I rang her. Go to hospital was her advice. By 11am nothing else had happened so I was sent home back to my in laws. Presents were opened and I had my Christmas lunch, between contractions! By 3pm I was back at Halifax General. My first born arrived at 11.45pm! Only just made Christmas Day. She was 5lb 15oz. We stayed in hospital for a week and all my family travelled from Newcastle to Halifax to meet her. New years eve we were back at my in laws. Having nothing for the baby, at all, she slept in a drawer that first night. Mind you, I don't think she slept much, I remember a lot of crying! But she definitely was the best present ever!
The picture is me and my sisters on Christmas Eve. I think I'm about 5. Before the teddy bear anyway.
Family want Christmas presence, more than Christmas presents.
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