Homeless, we were shackled up at my parents’ house for Christmas. One bonus, however, was that we did rather well for Christmas presents. Amongst my haul were two new sets of pyjamas, one of which was red and fleecy and the other pink cotton. My middle sister had even given me a present so now I was trying to work out what I could give to her.
We rang my uncle, aunt and cousins and they invited us over tot heir house later in the day. I said that I would walk over at 5pm, then TPR would drive over to meet me there. In the event both of us completely forgot about this arrangement. Instead TPR busied himself packing and I popped into Stockton on foot.
The next day TPR and I took a flight. Although we were travelling economy we were lucky enough to have mid-cabin seats with extra leg-room.
