Off Topic The Christmas Thread

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Merry Xmas everyone.
Before the chaos starts, I always allow myself a little time to reflect on my mum, who died on Xmas day. In 2008, following a short illness she was admitted to HRI ten days before Xmas.I was immediately advised to get the family together, as she only had hours left. She was put in her own room and in a lot of pain, We were concerned that understaffed nurses clearly weren’t able to give her the care she needed. As it became apparent that she was going to survive through night, they actually agreed we could use a spare room for dad to get his head down. She continued to defy medical predictions. Ten days later on Xmas day we finally persuaded dad to come away to have a Xmas dinner. She died peacefully when she was finally alone.
Just reflecting on the irony. She loved Xmas and family been around her. She was determined to see Xmas day and managed to engineer having family around her for 10 extra days! And yet she enjoyed her privacy, so chose to pass when she finally had some time alone, in.a dignified manner with no fuss. Again, exactly as she would have wanted it.
Miss you mum x
A similar tale of my own mam, mate. One day she was fine, but then the stroke came.

She died in Hull Royal a week later. She had three beautiful granddaughters, all living in London.

The eldest couldn't get away from work and I swear mam refused to die until Samantha got there.

Samantha actually took the call from the hospital whilst the rest of us were cowering under our sheets.

Someone needs to take charge in such difficult times and Samantha was outstanding.
 
I’ll wish you all what my mrs wished me this morning as she dropped an Asda bag with prezzies in on my lap.. “ merry ****ing Christmas “ and walked away…
You just have to love her lol
 
Daughters a Detective volunteered for duty today in East London , i got a merry Christmas on text and a wish that’ today there were no murders or stabbing for the day on two levels - the victims and the paperwork and only wanted to do the 8 hours!!!’
Everyone deserves some time for festivities
I’ve crossed my fingers in both levels
 
How old fashioned has your Christmas been?

Just realised we carved the meat with a 36 year old Moulinex electric carving knife (wedding present naturally)
Then I used a hostess trolley to warm up all the plates and serving dishes.

…washing the tables clothes in a twin tub anyone?
 
Thanks to my mum for making me nearly choke to death telling us all the Charlton Heston Mince Pies were delicious......!!!

Hope everyone has had a good day, got what they wanted except for the 3 points tomorrow. Happy 100th Birthday to Rovers late Mum...
 
Thanks to my mum for making me nearly choke to death telling us all the Charlton Heston Mince Pies were delicious......!!!

Hope everyone has had a good day, got what they wanted except for the 3 points tomorrow. Happy 100th Birthday to Rovers late Mum...
Thank you TC, the same to all yours.
 
How old fashioned has your Christmas been?

Just realised we carved the meat with a 36 year old Moulinex electric carving knife (wedding present naturally)
Then I used a hostess trolley to warm up all the plates and serving dishes.

…washing the tables clothes in a twin tub anyone?

I use a sterling silver tablespoon to ladle fat onto roasties that I somehow ended up with when my mother died in 1984. She had got it off my Grandma when she emigrated to Australia in the 60s. I suspect my Grandma acquired it when she was in service before the war.

I can't read the hallmark so I'm not sure how old it is but it's battered and tarnished and perfectly misshapen at the business end for spooning smoking hot oil.



If only that spoon could talk...





...I'd sell it for a fortune.



Talking spoons are well sort after.