Do you remember when Christmas WAS Christmas? I do!
I remember cracking my nuts - sitting in front of a roaring fire and resting my feet on a pouff - lying awake and hearing Santa in my bedroom tripping over in the darkness and saying 'Oh ......!' (It must have been all that sherry!)
Selection boxes even SMELLED good in those days - and presents were PROPER presents - they had a magic, nay, a mystique about them - and Christmas was wonderful.
It even snowed in those days and you would venture outside with scarf and gloves - then return home to put on the rest of your clothes!
Walking through a virgin - field of snow - and building a REAL snowman who was REALLY human - innocent imagination is a truly wonderful thing that adulthood cruelly takes away from us.
Christmas crackers contained GOOD toys and jokes and even auntie Marion managed her annual smile along with her instantly forgettable gift of socks and hankies!
Christmas dinner was GENUINE food with no sell by dates and E numbers - the turkey cooked in real animal fat which would, of course, kill you today, but strangely did not back then - yet today we are healthier?
School holidays lasted FOREVER!!! Sadly, since decimalisation and middle age, a fortnight now only lasts for a couple of days.
But, you know, the thing I REALLY miss about 'Christmas Past' is that there was love and magic in the air.
Where has that gone?
Merry Christmas everyone, when it comes.
Don't miss the next exciting instalment - 'When Easter Eggs were made of REAL chocolate'
Al.