At the age of eleven I was roller skating mad and went to the Embassy roller rink on Waldorf Road at least once a day. There I had to use crap hire skates, so that year I asked Santa for some new roller skates of my own. My mum secretly bought me some skates well before Christmas and hid them away in there box. Now I knew all her little hiding places and each day before my mum got home from her work at the BSA, Small Heath, I would take them out of the box and go skating on the Stoney Lane, that was paved with large flagstones, then put them carefully back in there hiding place.
Christmas day very early Santa came into my room with the usual pillow case full of nuts, mandarin oranges and my 'new' skates that were by now almost worn down to the axles! lol
Even so that was the best Christmas present that I've ever had.
Graham.