Well it wont be long till Santa pays us all his yearly visit, I was just wondering can you remember back to when you were a wean in the days of the old Tenements and you hung a sock at the bottom of your bed. You woke up on Christmas morning and there was an apple or orange and maybe a wee packet of sweeties in it ? or maybe a wee parcel too if you were lucky. Were you like me writing down on a piece of paper what you wanted Santa to bring you then threw it on the open fire and it was sucked up the chimney and your Ma would watch what you writing down [to Santa] and saying remember don't ask for too much as Santa has so many boys and girls to visit. Then I remember going to Lewis's in Argyle street and queuing for Santa's grotto and getting a wee John Bull printers outfit and your hands were covered in ink for days after !!!!. It seems back in those days we really appreciated whatever we got whereas today the kids seem to tell their parents what they want and it costs a bloomin fortune. What's your memories of Christmas time folks ?.
Regards.
Danny
