As you may know, I'm very slow in being organised for Christmas. My wife has bought presents for all and sundry, and they are wrapped up neatly and packed away from prying eyes until the big day. I'm like a big kid, itching to find out what deodrant my wife's got me!.....only joking. In the Clarke family, we've been celebrating Christmas in a frugal (tight) way for many years now. A name gets picked out the hat, and in this season of giving and big-heartedness you spend.....to the value of £30....no higher. I picked out my sister and bro-in-law. They've opted for a fancy food processor which probably costs more, but I'm contributing £30 towards it. Who said the thrill and excitement of Christmas goes out the window when you get older. On Jo's side of the family, the usual tradition is to be very competitive and spend sh*t loads. Every Christmas is the same...on the day itself, you unwrap these "gifts" and pretend to like them by saying....."Just what I was looking for...thank you SO much", whilst trying to be as sincere as possible. You can pretty much guarantee somebody's bought you the wrong type of moisteriser and you just smile sweetly. The wife is annoyed with her wrong gifts as well.
In my opinion, quality is better than quantity. So I've bought my wife just one gift....I say "bought".....What I actually mean is...."given"......he/she is due end of January! Saves on the wallet! That's the frugal Clarke in me once again. You wait till baby arrives, then my wallet will be opening regularly.
Here's a couples of snowy pictures of my little border terrier, Ruby....aaaah!
