Christmas Day

Following on from my "doing something completely different each christmas day" officially started December 25th 2009, This year we stayed at home, we woke around 9.00am, not for us the 5.30am with rug rats eager to see what santa had brought, thankfully all that is in the past, the first shock of the day was my eldest Rug Rat bringing me a cup of tea, he usually doesnt stir until around midday, the day could only get better.....

I cooked a lovely breakfast for us all of Eggs and sliced up the large ham my hubs had cooked the previous evening, wonderful, we opened presents (yes under the tree this year there was an abundance of items, and they werent from the pound shop either" - oh yes all four of us in gainful employment certainly suits us).

There was one present opening hitch where I had put the wrong labels on the presents and hubs opened up a seven book set of Maya Angelou books, and looked puzzled at the first one called "I know why the caged bird sings", he didnt know how to smile and cover his real thoughts and look happy, he was releived when i said , Oh thats not yours, when he finally opened the sopranos box set relief was all over his face....

After both my rug rats disappeared to their prospective squeezes, me and hubs got all we needed to make a headstone presentable and headed to Peel Green Cemetary, it was very cold and the grown and flowers were frozen, but we set about with hot soapy water cleaning John Kenny's headstone and on a day usually reserved for overindulgence it felt a good thing to be doing, I (nosey as ever) looked around at others tending graves and was struck by a couple with two children at a childs grave, they spent some time there and when they all turned to leave, just the mother looked back and kissed the headstone, I was the only person to witness this as the dad was leading the children back to the car, I can honestly say its been 5 days now and the feeling has stayed with me, I cant imagine a grief worse than losing a child, it goes against nature, and is cruel and wrong in so many ways...

When we had said our goodbyes which included us both deciding that John would have thought us completely mad to be tending a grave in minus 8 (Yes john my feet, legs and knees where frozen) we headed off to Rusholme for Chicken Makhani, Lamb Karahi, Tiger Lagers finished off with a coffee (hubs had his one coffee of the year) mints and the traditional vimto lollies.


God bless us one and all

Mahooo