We don’t do much, just enjoy some peace and quiet, carols, tree. I often wish I could spend the day with my lovely, lively grandchildren and their parents but it doesn’t happen for a variety of reasons.
A few years ago, DH’s mother died in November, and we moved house on 13 December that year. DH went and spent Christmas with his adult daughter who had been his mother’s live-in carer. And I spent the day with my daughter. That was probably the best Christmas ever!
A new definition of what constitutes British



