Digging to Australia
“‘Only two more days of school. Aren’t you excited?’ ‘Of course,’ I said, and I was trying to be excited. The house was crammed now, with fragile folding things, angels and stars and reindeer, even a Father Christmas, all papery and frail. Mama had spilt a packet of glitter and it had gone everywhere so that we trod it into the carpets and found it in our hair. Even my porridge had sparkled that morning. We didn’t have a tree yet. Our household tradition demanded that Bob dressed late on Christm...as Eve and went out to buy a Christmas tree. We decorated it, all together, after tea, and then ate mince pies and even sang carols, sometimes, until it was my bedtime. And then there was the business with the Christmas stocking, and leaving a glass of sherry for Father Christmas and a carrot for the reindeer. Mama had decided that I could have a stocking this year, but it was to be the last. And in the morning, as always, Auntie May would be fetched after breakfast by Bob, who would look strangely formal in a collar and tie, and then there’d be the presents and the feasting and the crackers – and the games.MoreLess
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