Every Christmas since 1948, without fail, even when I lived on Gibraltar, in Germany and for the last 39 years in Italy, my Mum has always made sure I (and my two sisters and her grand-daughter) got a Terry's Milk Chocolate Orange. When at home in Blake Lane and on Christmas visits to Hobmoor Croft, it was always put in a stocking, pillowcase or, more recently, a Christmassy plastic bag together with the traditional nuts, chocolate money, coins, Cadbury’s Milk Chocolate bar, tangerines and nick-knacks.
It's going to be a tearful Christmas this year; Mum passed away in February.
Sadly, db84124