Have yourself a daggy merry Christmas

I am very fond of daggy* things around Christmas. This was one of our Christmas trees when I was a kid. It explains why daggy and Christmas go together for me!

Xmas Morning

I am sure that more stylish decorations were available even back then, in the Dark Ages. But every decoration we had made was lovingly kept by my Mum and reused each year. Even the fairy looks rather dishevelled! (That is the fairy not-quite-on-top-of -the-tree, not my little brother standing next to it!)

*Daggy: adj. not stylish, out of fashion, not trendy, not cool, untidy, unclean, not neat.

v. to have no style.

I remember that we put a Nativity play for Mum and Dad.

The 4 wise men without the camel 1960

Yep, the dagginess continued.

That’s me with the dimples. I got to have the Starring Role of Mary. (You might be able to tell that Jesus was a Maori doll my Dad brought back from New Zealand!) My older brother, complete with a cape made from a towel, was Joseph, while my big sister was the inn keeper. That’s why she is holding the lantern. Goodness knows who my little brother was meant to be. Did we make him be the donkey?!

What have you got on your list

However daggy, Christmas was always a time of love and family for me, with a lot of excitement! The excitement over Santa’s visit may have dimmed a little, but the love of my family has not. In fact with more people in the family, there is more love and more fun!

So, I would like to wish you all a very daggy Christmas, one that is full of love, family and good fun! And if you don’t celebrate Christmas, I wish you the same.

By anne54

Botanic artist

11 replies on “Have yourself a daggy merry Christmas”

A very daggy Xmas to you too…. πŸ˜€

Look at those Xmas presents too, all books and clothes I bet, with the odd doll or toy car thrown in. I remember those xmasses well! These days it’s all video games and expensive toys we could have only dreamed of. I hope Santa brings you something lovely and all the peace and quiet you can stand! πŸ˜€


Thank you Metan. My Christmas was delightful, with not 1, not 2 but 3 books about botanical art!! Bliss!
How much quiet did you manage to get? At least many of those electronic gadgets come with head phones!


Luckily for us the kids are quite considerate, they wanted nothing other than an xbox for Xmas and since Santa delivered they haven’t tortured us with crazed game noises. This morning they even got up and had breakfast and got dressed before they turned it on, then kept the volume to a minimum. The Man and I managed a sleep in til after 10am! Lovely stuff. πŸ™‚

I’m pleased to hear you got a lovely booky present, I received a Bunnings voucher that is now burning a hole in my purse so I might have to drag the family out for a shop soon!


You have those boys so well trained! How delightful to be able to sleep until 10! I love vouchers. It is the anticipation of what to buy — will I get that? I would love one of those. Maybe I could get this one and that one. But what about these! In the right store it is a treasure trove. πŸ™‚


Thank you Anne… memories for us all
LOVE the photos, Merry Christmas and thank you for all the great blogs this year I have enjoyed them all.


Reblogged this on Anne Lawson and commented:

This was my post for last Christmas, and the sentiment remains the same. I wish you all a wonderful time of celebrations with family and friends. Thanks for another year of following my musings, and for joining into the conversations. Big hugs to you all. x x x


I love your daggy Christmas. πŸ™‚ Back when the Daughter was tiny, we went through a lean patch, financially, and I made the christmas decorations that year. The Daughter is in her 20’s now but one of those sad hand made decorations has survived to grace every tree. It’s nice to remember. πŸ™‚


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