This week… so this is Christmas

I remember one year as a child when dad came home from work on 23rd December to announce that ‘Christmas is cancelled’. At the start of his career, as a textile chemist in the fashion industry in the sixties, a promised bonus wasn’t forthcoming or something similar. Four little glum faces (later to become five) reflected the disappointment that I can recall even now. Determined to make the best of things, on Christmas Eve we went exploring the countryside with mum to gather greenery and a branch to make our own ‘tree’. It was a straggly thing we festooned with fairy lights and a few ornaments.

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