I remember Christmas 2000. We spent it in St Boswells with Ian's parents and his brother. It was a wonderful day. So different from the Christmases I was used to in Bournemouth: shouting, screaming, rows.
How lovely to spend the day in a calm way with a feeling of serenity, though a gentle sense of excitement bubbling up within me.
The next day, Boxing Day, we jetted off to St Lucia, escaping the snow in Edinburgh for a fortnight in the sun.
Funny to see pics and stories from another season.....when it's beautiful and warm outside, and then Christmas! I love that St. Lucia part! Today???? Bags are packed.
ReplyDeleteI think that second photo is the most darling image that has ever been graven. It has made me grin from ear to ear.
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