I think my Mum loved Christmas. Or at least she loved dressing up and having the neighbours around for Sherry. I think she must have been about 50 when my Dad said that she had had her fill of doing Christmas dinner and “ you two girls can do it now”. So my sister and I took it in turns and enjoyed doing it .Until Mum and Dad died and we both had large families to cater for. Still I think we may have a monster bash next Christmas
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