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  Will we have a White Christmas? Where I live, it looks like rain.  There was a time when I remembered snow at Christmas. There’s a saying...

    The Twelve Posts of Christmas 2025 is my festive wander through memories, traditions, mishaps, and moments — from childhood Christmases ...

  There was a time, and it wasn’t that long ago, when Christmas television was every bit as exciting as the presents under the tree. It was ...

I nipped into my local ASDA yesterday and was greeted, actually ambushed, by their Grinch-inspired Christmas extravaganza plastered across...

When I was a lad, I would wonder why Boxing Day was called Boxing Day?  No one in my family had an answer to it.  I came to what I thought w...

My first job, other than doing errands and helping out at home for pocket money, was a paper round. I remember the cold dark nights and earl...

Back in the 1960s and 70s, every house in Britain had one (at least) of these.  The tin rubbish bin.  This was long before recycling and dif...

Well, this will be ambitious. I came up with this idea, a blog variation on the twelve days of Christmas, ambitiously called the twelve post...

Clearly not, but I was in a local charity shop earlier today and I noticed that the music playing in the background was a Christmas tune. At...