If I had a pound for everytime someone told me that Christmas won’t be the same this year I’d have enough to book a holiday to the Maldives.
Christmas last year:
Christmas this year:
In Christmas 2019, I was with my extended family, eating and drinking merrily and playing Monopoly. Presents were exchanged. I got to see my little cousins all excited about receiving the latest new gadget or a sparkly dress. I got to complain to everyone how disgusting brussel sprouts were (Don’t try and change my mind please!) and peel vegetables like it was a communal activity rather than a chore. A flurry of Christmas crackers, dazzling jumpers and talking over Eastenders, it was truly Litmas.
Flash forward to Christmas 2020, we try and keep the same traditions but without the hustle and bustle of all my cousins running around and the adults talking and drinking, it just isn’t the same. There’s less washing up, less food and less chatter. Christmas is Christmas but with a tinge of sadness. I just want to fast forward until Rona has left the building…
How was your Christmas? Let me know!