every year i take some time on Christmas Day to remember those who are no longer with us. My Uncle Harry a kind dear man who was Christmass spirit. My Aunty Joyce who for every guest who came to hers would treat them like a King. My mum who i miss every day. I rember past Christmas days with her despite not having much money brought me up in luxury we might not have much but there was allways food on the table and aboue all everlasting love. One xmas she got me a red bike i dontGo know how she afforded it but she did. I must have been about 7, the first thing i did was rush outside on it and spent time going up and down the street, such was my happyness . So xmas day i shall raise a glass to them God bless you all and have a safe xmas