The continuing story of the house Joe and Mary Ann Scott lived in for over 50 years and the families that have lived here since.*
Christmas Eve, 2022 |
But I guess it involved a tree, a heap of those paper chain decorations,
some presents, and a meal followed by that special Royal message.
Of course, they may not have tuned into the Christmas
broadcasts, from King George V, George Vl and the late Queen but I suspect they
did.
If so the first which was just 17 years after they moved
into the house would have been in 1932 and listened to on the wireless, and so it
would have been until the first TV broadcast in 1957, by which time I am confident
they had a television.
Fast forward nineteen years and I was here in the company of Lois, Mike and John.
It was my first Christmas in the house while the other three had been here since 1974.
We were all teachers but there
was a distinct “student feel” to the way we celebrated the festival, not least because they all went
home for the event, so our celebration was done a few days earlier, with the
meal and presents and continued again a few days later with shared stories of
the latest Morcombe and Wise show and the alcohol excesses of Christmas Eve.
The tree with the lean, 2022 |
We still put out stockings although our eldest is just short
of 40 and the youngest a mere 27, but to these are added those for the
grandchildren.
And like all Christmases the event has changed slightly with the years.
So, 2022 was a buffet, with
an absence of advent calendars.
But the short football game on the Rec was back after a break of two years, which is a tradition going back at least 25 years to when they were young and attracted friends who joined them.
Although with the passage of time the game has become shorter.
And for the first time in three years all the brothers and
partners were together, triumphing over the Covid and immediate post covid Christmases.
Added to this the normal culinary extras from Italy were
joined by a mix of Polish food and heap of other interesting starters.
The game circa 2014 |
So, this year was almost back to normal, although like the
Christmas card that misses the post, this was the second Christmas that the
crackers never got pulled.
Last year they just got overlooked on the day and never made it to the table, and yesterday they were forgotten and remained in the study waiting for someone to bring them down.
The forgotten crackers |
Location; Beech Road and Italy
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