Brace Yourselves . . . (And Apologies In Advance)

If you’re still clinging on to the hope of an Indian Summer, or you’re the sort of person who thrives on the buzz of last-minute, eleventh hour Christmas shopping, please look away now.  Come back and look at another post tomorrow, this one isn’t going to be for you.

Mummy’s already started shopping for Christmas!

Now, before there are too many shrieks of horror, I will put a few things forwards in her defence; we have family abroad so she needs to post that parcel next month if there’s any hope of it being delivered in time.  This year in particular she’s trying to spread the cost because she’ll be “between jobs” by Christmas, so she’s buying things that will last like wrapping paper and sweets.  I spied a chocolate advent in one of the bags that I hope is for me.  Surely she wouldn’t buy one for Daddy?  Or herself!  Would she?

That got me thinking to the inevitable, what to ask Santa for this year!  I can’t really remember last Christmas but I know we spent a lot of time in garden centres looking at all the pretty lights because I liked the displays.  There’s a photo of me meeting The Big Man himself, and I still have the little toy (Friendly Lion) that he gave me.

So, what I’d like to know is, what would you like for Christmas?  Mummy gets so excited about Christmas that I’m sure I’ll do this again at least once before December (if only to catch the people who can’t talk about it yet!) Who knows, if you’re anything like me, you’ll have changed your request at least five times by then, so feel free to join in again.

I’ll start us off; I’d like anything that comes in a big box that I can cast aside to focus on the aforementioned big box.

Mummy would like “something lovely,” whatever that means, and Daddy would like Christmas morning just the three of us – he’s a big softie really.

And you?

CB