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    I thought that now Xmas is drawing near- we could look back to childhood memories of Xmas....

    I spotted these decorations I used to make with my Grannie

    http://www.santaspostbag.co.uk/image...ecorations.jpg

    any other nostalgic memories ( piccie - or thoughts??)???
    "Nicos, Queen of Gooooogle" and... GYO's own Miss Marple

    Location....Normandy France

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    The khaki army sock that was my stocking - pinned to the end of the bed with a nappy pin - filled with little pressies and always a coin and an orange in the toe.
    Whooops - now what are the dogs getting up to?

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    • #3
      OOps- here you go..
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      "Nicos, Queen of Gooooogle" and... GYO's own Miss Marple

      Location....Normandy France

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      • #4
        I still have some chinese lanterns that used to hang on the tree when we were kids.
        My best memory of christmas was in 1960, just before my sixth birthday and sadly my dads last one before he died. I had a pram covered with a sheet. Dad was still in bed and mum had lit the fire, chimney caught fire and mums banging on the next door as he was a fireman. Everybody had to get out and I was so busy trying to get my pram out that I got left indoors and stuggled to get out the back door.
        Black footprints used to be found on the sheet that mum put on the stairs.
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        • #5
          1974, I was 11, Mum had been in hospital 3 weeks with Pneumonia. Dr's had let her come home 2 days before Christmas as long as she agreed to stay in bed, I remember my Dad cooking Christmas dinner for us (my sister, me and himself) mum was still in bed, none of use wanted to eat anything.
          Then we heard the stairs creek and the dogs ran to the stairs bottom door...mum had come downstairs to have dinner with us it was lovely.....the best Christmas prezzy EVER.

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          • #6
            Remember making paper chains and chinese lanterns, and we used to make Silver bells for tree decorations by moulding milk bottle tops over thimbles. Also we used to collect pine cones, holly and ivy from near where we lived for decorations. Also remember one year going with my dad to help pluck turkeys to earn a bit more money for our Christmas (hated it)

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            • #7
              My memories of Christmas was going to midnight mass, singing carols then walking home in the snow................and of course opening the pressies in the morning............
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              • #8
                I travelled to from Essex to Inverary on Boxing Day to meet my relatively new boyfriend. I was stupendously ill but determined. We stayed at The George (he uses it frequently and got us a fab room). It snowed and snowed and snowed. We got stuck for a while but it was no bother the beginnings of young love!!! He is now Mr M.

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                • #9
                  Originally posted by Bigmallly View Post
                  My memories of Christmas was going to midnight mass, singing carols then walking home in the snow................and of course opening the pressies in the morning............
                  We used to be allowed to open a couple each straight after Midnight Mass. After all, it WAS Christmas morning at 1.30 a.m.
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                  • #10
                    1962/3

                    my brother and I had flu

                    We have a piccie of him in a cowboy outfit- and me as a squaw......we both looked really, really ill!!!

                    BTW...I got a sweetie shop from Santa that year..needless to say- I didn't weigh/serve any sweeties until the early New Year!!!
                    "Nicos, Queen of Gooooogle" and... GYO's own Miss Marple

                    Location....Normandy France

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                    • #11
                      Thankyou for making me smile. I remember making loads of those paper chain decorations when I was a kid. It's probably my memory playing tricks but I also remember going out our front door and the snow being taller than me.

                      The real magc was how I used to hang up a Christmas Stocking (one of my Dad's long socks) and it would miraculously turn in to a pillowcase full of goodies during the night.
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                      • #12
                        The only Christmas I really remember was back when I was a kid. I was sharing a room with my brother and we decided to wait up and see Santa.

                        After a long wait we finally heard footsteps and half closed our eyes .........

                        ........ to see Dad walk in!

                        Sitting up in outrage we complained at his presence - quick as a flash he said that Santa was downstairs drinking his sherry with Granny. He knew we were awake and had sent Dad in his place!


                        Kept us believing for another year.
                        The weeks and the years are fine. It's the days I can't cope with!

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