Have A Happy Holly Day

I’m sorry but I couldn’t resist getting my light box out and adding it to the festive decorations.

When I was younger I would always sing that song and insist it was Holly day instead of holiday. Still makes me laugh now.

It’s just over a week until Christmas Day and I’m going to hold my hands up and say that I’m not really ready for it. I have bought a few pressies and the rest will be rush buying a few days before.

With my nieces and nephew it’s more magical when I see them at Christmas as they still believe that Santa brought them it all and not their Mum and Dad and when you’re younger Christmas is so much more exciting.

Ever since I was 7 and my brother broke the news that the Father Christmas at the party we were at was actually Dad. It kind of burst my bubble and I had to keep my mouth shut to those who still believed.

I however am looking forward to spending Christmas Day with my Mum, Brother, Auntie, Uncle and Cousins. I’ll be the youngest there unless Craig my brother brings Daisy who’s 16 months and quite knowing.

We always have our lunch quite late say 3pm whilst listening to the Queen do her speech and then play some games that always have prizes if you win. Alcoholic beverages are out late afternoon – and nibbles and a buffet tea. Some of us go and watch the soaps as they are always good on Christmas Day. There’s always the record button though which there never was back in the day ooo apart from a VHS.

Then it’s Boxing Day – off to the sales if you’re interested in saving a pound or two or carry on the festive period by having a knees up with friends.

There you go blink and it’s over… Don’t forget it’s ok to Eat, drink and be merry without feeling guilty.

Thanks for reading – go have some fun

Til next time

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