Happy Monday everyone, how are you? Today I have had a fun day walking around garden centers and feeling at home in the Christmas section. If I could buy everything, I would have done! I also had a trip down to the beach to blow away the cobwebs of last week and start fresh, and blooming hell, the wind certainly made it fresh! It was absolutely gorgeous though!
Anyway, tonight I thought I would share my favourite Christmas memory with you all. I absolutely love re-telling this story because it holds so much love, laughter and light hearted fun.
My family is a very close nit family, we can be each others best friends and each others biggest enemy, there’s literally no in-between. Luckily, on this day, we were all each others best friend’s which is why I love this story so much!
I’m not sure what the year was, but I know it’s definitely the last year we spent with my Granddad. He was generally a hilarious person, didn’t take anything seriously and loved having a smile on his face. He quite often came out with silly one liners or suddenly popped up with a song, your jaw would ache once you’ve left.
Well on this year, we were having Christmas at my Nan’s and Granddad’s house, my nan was stressing about taking a nice photo of us, I was in a mood because I wasn’t allowed to eat my brussels sprouts yet, my sister was in a mood because that’s just something she’s good at and my uncle just wanted to tuck into the turkey. We finally took a Christmas picture, and it’s been one of my favourites since. It’s framed in my room now, my nan and mum have a copy of it too.
After we’ve finished with the photos, my nan decided it was time to open the bucks fizz, if you didn’t know bucks fizz has a cork in it, which is very difficult to pop! My nan finally managed to get the cork out which actually sent it flying across the room, hit the clock above my sister’s head, the glass broke, the cork fell and hit my sister on the head and my granddad nearly spat out his Yorkshire pudding because he was laughing so much.
After that shenanigans, we all pulled our crackers which ended in another disaster! My Granddad and I pulled our crackers, and we may have accidentally sent my bookmark flying across the table too! His fortune telling fish landed in my drink and we had literal tears. It was definitely the best Christmas!
To most of you, you won’t understand why this is my favourite Christmas memory, but to those of you who have known me or my family for years, you’d know that it is just our luck to have this sort of thing happen. It’s also in our nature to laugh things off, make a joke of everything even ourselves.
It’s also my favourite memory because it was my last Christmas with my Granddad, where he wasn’t really ill, he wasn’t in bed and sleeping all the time and he still had a smile on his face.
Thank you so much for reading, I hope you have enjoyed reading about my favourite memory, I’d love to know what yours is! If you enjoyed this post, leave a like and comment below. Let’s have a chat.
I’ll be back tomorrow with a Gift guide for him, so make sure you head back here at 6pm.
Sending you lots of love and festive cheer,