I don’t possess any wishes for Xmas this time, apart from to spend a few days with my family. I have gone to and from hospital this year, therefore being at home with my relatives is the finest Christmas gift I can have.
Our kids are going to be blown away with their Christmas present this time.
We’re getting puppies for both of them! My spouse and me have talked about it and we have agreed that they’re old enough (Archie is ten and Kiera is seven).
Both of them have loved dogs since they were tiny. My parents have always had dogs, and the children’s special treat has always been to go to gran and grandad to see the dogs. My dad has been very keen about informing them that having dogs requires that you behave responsibly. Thus they know all about not spoiling their dogs with treats, and that they have to walk them regularly, and tidy up after them.
I cannot wait to witness their expressions as they see the Christmas doggies. If I’m being truthful it is a Christmas gift for myself too. I grew up with dogs and feel like something is absent from my life if I don’t have a pet.
I have ordered my mother and father a year subscription to a tourism mag for Xmas. My mum has been in her retirement for several years and my dad will retire in February, therefore in the future they are planning to go on as large a number of vacations as their resources would permit. All their travel-related books are more than 15 years out-of-date though, so I suspected that they may require some more contemporary thoughts on places to go or how to get there.
I have gone a little further than normal for Steve’s Xmas this year. I’ve been through a fairly challenging time this year and he’s supported me at every stage. He needed to cancel his lads weekend away at short notice due to the fact that I was taken in to accident and emergency.
He handled everything: managed our business, doing my responsibilities and his, did everything for the kids and still managed to drop in on me every day I was on the ward too, and entirely without complaining. As a result I have got together with his friends to book a week’s fishing holiday on the Swedish coast for his Christmas.
It’s more than I usually spend at Christmas, but he deserves a holiday.






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