I absolutely LOVE Christmas, and I’m so excited that it’s only a week away. I always feel nostalgic this time of year and think about past years, past celebrations, and past gifts. I’m sure we all have stories of our favourite Christmases and magical moments, and I wanted to share mine.
Here’s my story of Christmas 2006…
It was mid December and my Dad and I were heading to see Scrooge at Sunderland Empire. We were pulling up outside and he turned to me and said, ‘oh, I’m sure I heard McFly are coming here on their tour next year’. I looked at him with eyes wide open. I absolutely ADORED McFly. I had posters all over my bedroom wall, every CD, every DVD…I was in love.
We toddled to the ticket office on our way into the show, and asked if there were any tickets left for the gig. ‘Oh no’, the lady said, ‘they sold out immediately!’ I was gutted. My Dad apologised profusely, and I tried to cheer up ready to watch Scrooge.
Fast-forward a couple of weeks to Christmas morning…
I open so many wonderful presents, and I’m grinning like a Cheshire cat. I have one present left. I rip the paper open, and it’s a shoebox. I’m excited. I open the box, and it’s full of gold tinsel and sparkles. I’m intrigued. Underneath it all is an envelope with my name on. Obviously I open it enthusiastically, and inside is a folded leaflet for Starlight Express at Sunderland Empire. My Mam pipes up and says ‘you wanted to see that didn’t you?’ I smile at her and say ‘yes.’ I vaguely remember mentioning that it looked quite cool. She then said ‘you better check that the tickets are inside’, so I did as I was told. When I opened it up, inside there were 2 tickets to see McFly!
Any time I think about that moment my heart fills with joy. I remember so clearly the look of happiness that my parents gave each other, so chuffed with themselves for managing to pull off the surprise. I’ll never forget that moment. It’s that kind of thoughtfulness that makes Christmas so magical for me, and thinking of it never fails to make me smile.
This year I’ve asked my parents for ‘something Sebastian Stan related’…let’s see how they do, ey?