Having missed Christmas due to the postal system a few years ago my mother sent our holiday parcel in August.
She fully expected said box to arrive while she was here in November.
Nor did it come for Christmas.
In fact it completely missed January as well.
After six months she was starting to imagine that sharks and dolphins were wearing the inevitable Christmas pullovers (T.G. usually avoiding ones with 'interesting' pictures and applique) and playing with the kids' stuff. But no!!!
Look what the Parcel Force man brought to my house today!
Then we unwrapped it!
Babyman is loving the whole hot drinks thing - I think he gets it from his father.
On the other hand Princess Curly-Wurly couldn't do coy to save her life. It automatically comes out as superior.