Christmas is the most wonderful time of the year. The weather is warm, the prawns are cold and there are days-upon-days surrounded by family and friends. I have distinct memories of Christmases right throughout my childhood and every one of those memories is filled with happiness and joy.
A small, but significant part of those memories is the gifts I received. While my family’s Christmases certainly weren’t centred around presents, there was always something magical about opening a surprise package and finding something wonderful. And the best gifts were those gifts that then became part of the fabric of my childhood – the toys that lasted years and years, that I played with long after all the others were forgotten.