Year of the menagerie

I have loved Christmas forever. I reckon I'll be 100 and still, on Christmas morning, I'll be awake with the birds. I like it.

This year has been relaxing, chilled, busy, loving and full of good family, laughter and road trips of fun and success. And there is no reason why, as we go into a new year, anything should change.
I don't do resolutions. But I want to carry on as it is....laughing, road trips, happiness and success. Yeah, I know there are hoopleheads out there, that will thwart our map and attempt to derail our road ahead, but I believe in the things on the horizon. The destination we are planning.

Bring. It. All. On.

GM

When I was a little girl, over the Christmas holidays, I used to spend one week with my Granny and then one week with my nana and papa. My parents worked and holiday clubs didn't exist for everyone as they do now. I had a cassette recorder that went everywhere with me and a few tapes that I had liberated or been gifted. One of them was Wham! Make it big. I became obsessed with them and George Michael. So this is my memory. Christmas holidays. Having driven my granny mad with the tape I transferred it onto my nana and papa. I remember no one telling me to turn it off. Just a rolling of eyes as they heard the songs over and over again. I recall lying in my bed falling asleep to the sounds of Like A Baby, my grandparents taking to each other.

It never really went away, George Michael reminding me of super happy times, where it seemed the sun was always shining and my family were always there. My grandparents got divorced not long after that summer and I grew up. So it was never really the same.

George Michael....so much soundtrack to my life.