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 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!
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.
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…
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