Christmas Eve always feels more magical to me than Christmas does. After all it's the last moment before the special day, what could be more exciting than that???
Christmas eve has taken many forms depending on age and circumstances. When we were younger it was a Chinese takeaway in front of whatever film was on tv that year. Later on my friends and I would squeeze ourselves into the pub and then get bored and go to someones house until the clock struck 12.
Now that the visiting years are here, it is normally the time that we see Dad, just popping round for supper, drinks and an argumentative game of Scattergories. It's a nice way to kick-start proceedings ready for the all important day. We get some presents and raid his ever expanding collection of Christmas songs and the cocktail cabinet.
1 more sleep to go....
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