This is the Christmas Scene at the Nursing Home where my Mum is. She can't see it . . . . . . but I thought back of all the Christmases that she and my Dad made so special for us as children. We had amazing Christmases ;0) We were 2 girls and 2 boys and we had so much fun. My Dad's long socks filled with colouring book, dolls, cars, of course chocolate and always at the bottom was a satsuma and some monkey nuts. Then we had to wait up stairs until Dad went down to light the fire, then we dashed down stairs and had another pile of presents down there. Not expensive things and often 2nd hand, but such fun. It's an emotional time of the year. My Mum is still hanging on to life . . . . . .