Mother who has barely spoken to me since our holiday in Las Vegas last August, finally broke the silence with an email yesterday.
Whilst asleep she's been experiencing vivid dreams, the last one apparently about me. She'd dreamt that I'd called her to say I'd moved and just wanted to see if it was true.
Well of course I replied immediately that it wasn't, and haven't heard anything since. Not even a few words of encouragement about the fact I'd given up smoking two weeks ago. Oh well!
Anyway Christmas is soon approaching, and I'll be spending this one on my own. No sympathy please as this is really the way I'd prefer it. Safe and comfortable in my own home, relaxed, and not worrying about upsetting anyone else, or whether or not they liked the presents I'd bought them. And anyway i have a cat to look after!
I know its fashionable to knock Christmas these days (In fact it's fashionable to knock everything these days) but I really do enjoy the build up to the big day. For the first, most people seem to be in a better mood, the shops have a greater choice of goods on sale than at any other time of year, and the towns and cities around me really do look magical with all their lights, Christmas trees and special decorations.
Lets face it, if Christmas didn't exist then we'd have to invent it - and we all need something to get us up through this dark and chilly period.
As for me, I'm more than happy to go along with it all, just as long as I'm left alone on Christmas Day.
