1 Clearing out Mum’s desk for the polishing the other day, I found this letter destined for Father Christmas circa 1982. I can’t imagine why it wasn’t burnt with the others so that the message could go up in smoke to Father Christmas. Like my parents before us, we always added a bit of salt to the folded letter to ensure it burned with a blue flame. Then it would come true!
2 Sausage rolls always disappear fast once the family arrive. This is the first batch – more tomorrow.
3 We all love the chocolate pennies which appear at Christmas.
The first four of the family are arriving tomorrow. If I don’t manage to blog over the next few days, I hope you all have a Happy and a Peaceful Christmas.