Hard to believe but Christmas is just around the corner and I have yet to start shopping.
This year, given current circumstances I am going to have to be cheap without seeming cheap. Not always an easy path to walk.
I have in previous years been a little extravagant, especially the first year I was working. Made mum cry that year.
One thought I did come up with was due to reading J.R.R.Tolkien’s Christmas Letters, a series of letters he wrote and illustrated for his children that came from Father Christmas. Not something I could do, least no the illustrations.
But it did give me an idea. I have a niece, two and a half, and a nephew, one and a bit, with a third on the way. I had an idea to write some children’s stories for them, The Adventures of Emma and Goch. though it is a bit late to do so this year. Maybe next year. By the way, Goch isn’t his real name – it was what his sister called him when she was first learning to speak. I, for some obscure reason, came out as Ert. I shall have to use that in the stories I think – the eccentric Uncle Ert.