Erin
Your Christmas stocking bursting bulging with anticipation hanging beside you, lying sleeping, snuggling up to Alien Dolly, at the foot of our bed on the wee grey mattress.
Your thrill to discover on Christmas morning, the stump of a chewed carrot and crumbs from the brownie outside our front door, telling me “that’s a real test Nanny Fiona, isn’t it, because no adult is going to eat a whole carrot!’
Fiona Thomson, 54, Margate
Comments on: "day twenty two" (3)
Isn’t that joyous! How lovely. She was absolutely right of course.
Ahh, wonderful. So evocative of a child’s view of Christmas.
Ha lovely!