the ghost of Christmas past

remember when you were in infant's school *aged around 5 - 7 yrs old* and when it got close to Christmas time - the teacher would forget all about reading * 'riting * 'rithmatic and would get out the scissors, glue & craft paper? and you would start creating decorations for the tree at home. You would create * cutting, gluing & painting. sometimes with your tongue held between your teeth, concentrating hard to get it just right. remember how proud you were when you took it home in your case, most probably all squashed in among the end of year stuff. You would take it out and give it to your mum. Who of course immediatle swooped you up in a cuddle and then placed the decoration on the tree. I am sure my mum still has a few of those treasures that I made her.

When my son was in kindergarten - he bought me the most delightful plum pudding home - he had made it himself out of art paper - cut out two shapes and stapled them together * stuffed the shape, then cut out leaves and glued them on. Then he painted it. That was 25 years ago and it is still one of my favourite decorations that I put on our main tree. He made some others in following years which I still have but this is my favourite

then ms*louisa made me a plum pudding in her first year of school.

This one has legs & a face and is as equally delightful and treasure also.

and of course we mustn't forget ms*sophie - she is very talented in art. A few years ago, knowing that I loved quaint pottery - she designed and made me a nativity scene. She also painted me a huge picture of a Christmas tree - which I hang in the hall each Christmas

and that dear reader's is what Christmas is to me

- treasures from the past * fond memories & family