Two days previously five of us were returning from our October holiday with family and friends in England. A good time was enjoyed by all. There was one - and only one - place where we simply HAD to stop. House of Bruar. At no other time of year would we aim so high - but thoughts are turning to Christmas and the delights within are irresistible. It would be a bad idea here to describe just what we found this autumn, as who knows who will be reading this - but sufficient to say I am very excited about our purchases. This beginning will snowball in the coming weeks until the pressure is on to send abroad the gifts for outwith Britain and the ones for further south so that all our dear family and friends will have something from us to enjoy on Christmas Day. As to the presents which will be shared amongst those of us who will be spending Christmas in our family home - there is a little more time to ensure completion of these - but I remember one Christmas when the children were small and dolls' clothes had been made on the knitting machine. They had been completed in good time for Christmas but yours truly had the task of sewing them up - it was finished at four on Christmas Day morning. The children were bouncing on our bed at six!
The car was laden on Sunday - not just with our shopping but also with bags and boxes of gifts beautifully wrapped by the sensible people we had left behind in England. If only I could be more organised!
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