Dear Kelly and fellow members of the Arkansas Book Club,
I can't tell you what a pleasure it is to be 'joining' you (albeit as I'm tucked up in bed here in the UK) as you enjoy your Christmas meeting.
Asked to share a Christmas memory, I've racked my brain.
Should I share the Christmas mornings of my childhood when, after opening presents with my parents and (naughty) little sister, we'd walk the short distance to my grandparents home where we'd have a breakfast of tinned hot dogs in buns eaten watching an episode of Flash Gordon before opening yet more presents?
Should I explain the tradition of pantomime?
Should I share some of my favourite Christmas reading?
Ah, I know.
A big part of my childhood, for me Christmas began with Fenwick's Christmas window which has featured everything from Father Christmas to this years Beatrix Potter theme by way of the notorious window featuring little green men.
Wishing you all a Merry Christmas. Enjoy a cookie for me as you share your Christmas stories.