tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355939382949051714.post8787333266993538367..comments2024-03-27T10:44:58.358+00:00Comments on Trundling through life: Christmas Memories 9. Just one more sleepFrugally challengedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10222391810215537820noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355939382949051714.post-77343601930408097452017-12-24T21:09:47.415+00:002017-12-24T21:09:47.415+00:00Thank you. Merry Christmas!
Thank you. Merry Christmas!<br />Frugally challengedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10222391810215537820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355939382949051714.post-31343605714485332632017-12-24T20:10:18.828+00:002017-12-24T20:10:18.828+00:00Lovely to read this.My mother grew Brussels sprout...Lovely to read this.My mother grew Brussels sprouts. She worked and then Christmas Eve evening would be baking sausage rolls and mince pies. We had a fridge but no freezer other than the ice box in the fridge. Hectic times full of family love. Memories to treasure. Thank you for sharing yours and rekindling mine. Merry ChristmasAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12492415809417664328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355939382949051714.post-52329362031266507522017-12-24T17:53:39.554+00:002017-12-24T17:53:39.554+00:00Wonderful memories of a great childhood.Wonderful memories of a great childhood.mamasmercantilehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14011278973985658118noreply@blogger.com