Christmas belongs to Una she loves everything about it, she starts shopping in September and stops on Christmas eve. Now both lads have left home she's having a ball, almost all of the presents are household items with a few luxuries thrown in. It's amazing how many times when the wrapping comes off the next thing you hear is "I was just running out of that"
First to turn up to the door is our Steven, he's as bad as is mother with Christmas he loves buying presents just to see the joy they bring.
Next round is our Stuart he loves Christmas really but pretends not to be bothered with all the fuss and palaver. Sometimes he will stay and have his dinner with us, sometimes he goes round to his mates or they come round to his house. Either way he knows he's welcome here choose what.
All the presents laid out at or Stevens, our Stuart got exactly the same with the exception of slippers he does not wear slippers.
Una and her boys.
Five bags of wrapping paper to recycle.
Christmas dinner, Una's younger brother always comes for dinner. Their mother died in 1977 just before Elvis and their father died in 1984 so Graham as come to dinner ever since.
Boxing day dinner we've adopted another for that day Ian a divorcee another orphan. His mother died 5 years ago he goes to is sisters for Christmas day then comes to ours for boxing day.
I don't know how Una keeps a smile on her face she gets very little help. I only peel the potatoes and wash the pots and pans. She does everything else.
This year was the second time in forty two year that we've been the only ones in the house on Christmas eve. The first time was when we had no children and this year our Steven finally left home,
our Stuart left nineteen years ago he was always an independent kid.
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