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Share your magical Christmas moments for a chance to win £100


We know it’s not all that long since last Christmas but we’re getting in the festive spirit pretty early here at QVC and we’re want to include stories of your magical Christmas moments in our 2016 Christmas campaign.

Maybe it’s your first kiss under the mistletoe, a surprise white Christmas, your earliest memories of Christmas Day, or simply the magic of getting all of your family and friends around the table (albeit teetering on creatively sourced chairs)! We want to hear what makes Christmas magical for you!

Share your magical Christmas moments for a chance to see them feature as a part of QVC’s 2016 Christmas campaign. Plus, by way of thanks, our top five stories will each win their author £100 of QVC credit – just the thing to help get your Christmas shopping started early!

Leave your stories in a comment below and don’t forget to put your email address in the email field (don’t worry, this won’t be made public) so we can get in touch with you if you’re our lucky winner.

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  1. Margaret Cross April 22, 2016 at 10:51 pm -  Reply

    When our children were very young we had lots of neighbours with similar aged children. Every Christmas eve my husband, dressed as Santa, visited each child with a gift (previously given by their parents) saying that he could not get them all on his sleigh so brought some early. The children loved it. He used to get changed in the garage, no matter what the weather, and many a year got soaking wet because it was raining and he had to stand and wave at the cars going by with excited children waving at him. When we eventually moved away, when our girls were aged 18 and 14, on saying our farewells, one of the neighbours said how much he missed the days when my husband was Santa, to the utter astonishment of our girls who, to that day, still had absolutely no idea that it was their dad who had visited them as Santa – I still don’t think they’ve forgiven us! I miss those days too but still try to make it a magical time for everyone.

  2. Pauline April 23, 2016 at 6:57 am -  Reply

    Magical moments when is when i see my grand children admiring the Christmas tree lights

  3. Elaine Marsh April 23, 2016 at 7:36 am -  Reply

    To share Bucks Fizz on Christmas Day with my family, members converging from North West and London and locally coming together for present opening, lunch and a catch up. Cherish the moment.

  4. Anna Birch April 23, 2016 at 7:42 am -  Reply

    One Christmas when my brother lived in Italy, he’d told my parents he couldn’t make the trip that year and he’d see us all at Easter. Unbeknown to them he flew out and on Christmas morning I dropped him off at the top of their Road in full santa outfit and a half empty bottle if whisky. 10 minutes later,as planned he called them and we exchanged Christmas greetings etc. 10 minutesafter that as planned I said you parents there’s a father Christmas outside, he looks drunk! I opened the door and pretended to shoo him away, I called bny parents saying help me with this lost Father Christmas who won’t LEAVE. As they came out to try and move him on. he stared singing and pulled off his santa beard and there were shrieks all around!! One of my happiest Christmas memories as we laughed so much as my father was threatening to call the police to tell them a drunk father Christmas was on his premises, not sure. If they would of believed him!

  5. Maggiemay April 23, 2016 at 7:46 am -  Reply

    My magical moment is last Christmas having my 6month old granddaughter opening her Christmas present with the help of her big brother Harry who is 5 I love having my two daughters & their partners around to make Christmas complete for us I love it

  6. Ursula McDermott April 23, 2016 at 8:03 am -  Reply

    My earliest Christmas memory is getting the roller skates off Santa that i had longed for.
    I put them on upstairs and of course could not get downstairs then and proceeded to roller skate up and down the landing which in those days had linoleum on the floor not carpet. Also the wheels were made of metal not plastic as now. You can imagine how much trouble I got into but nothing could stop me being the happiest child on the planet that day.

  7. Jean Taylor April 23, 2016 at 5:09 pm -  Reply

    When I was little London busses ran on Christmas Day until early afternoon. I remember having Christmas Dinner at home then rushing round to get the bus to my nana’s house. That was where we got our Christmas presents and had Christmas tea. My sister remembers the day we missed the last bus and had to walk.

  8. Karen Foster April 23, 2016 at 6:59 pm -  Reply

    For me the magic of Christmas begins on Christmas Eve with the wonderful aromas of the season; pine needles on the Christmas tree, mulled wine and mince pies, (maybe a Yankee Candle or two). As the night deepens a sense of peace starts to settle over all, the last revellers are blearily making their way home from the pub, the grownups are making last minute preparations for the big day and the children are all tucked in their beds dreaming of Santa and his sleigh. There is a sense of anticipation in the air. . . outside the most enchanting night of all is deep and dark, cold and clear, with a galaxy of bright stars that have shone down on us all for millions of years and the sense of peace is palpable.
    I wake early and excited (even at 53), I am comfortable and warm in my bed with my husband by my side (what more could I want), the whole world is quiet and still (no work, no cars, no shops open) and for one moment it is sublime to know that the whole world is serene and untroubled like it’s holding its breath . . . this is the real magic for me.
    Of course this doesn’t last and the day quickly takes on a more frenetic pace; giving, receiving, laughter, happiness, eating, drinking, friends and our wonderful family, a walk on the beach to stretch our legs maybe (I live near the sea), such simple pleasures so often over looked.
    We might not always fully appreciate the religious aspect of Christmas but the magic is in the moments when we realise how very blessed we are to have a sense of belonging and love.
    If we can all just carry a little bit of Christmas with us in our hearts, then perhaps every day could be magical.

  9. Eng Winter April 24, 2016 at 1:41 am -  Reply

    My most unforgetable Christmas moments are the gathering of family including my lovely Red & White Setter named Harry, around the tree, each of us getting ready to open the presents! I started to distribute the presents, calling out the names and Harry would be sitting beside me, sniff each present, then he would bark when his name is called. Harry, of course, gets a lot of presents and he would try to open them with his paws and teeth. His happy expression and his love for all of us, is so magical!

  10. Helen Brunton April 24, 2016 at 3:08 pm -  Reply

    I always remember when I was around 10 years old. It was Christmas Eve and me and my sister had been sent to bed early to wait for Santa. We couldn’t sleep as we were so excited and we were even more excited when we heard the clip clop sound of hooves go past our bedroom window. This was not a dream – in the morning we were woken by a braying sound. Unbeknown to us, my dad had rescued a donkey from a local farmer who couldn’t keep her anymore and she was waiting in the back garden for us with a big red bow around her neck! Not a reindeer but a wonderful little donkey. We had her for 10 years after that – and called her Tessa.

  11. Lisa wolf April 24, 2016 at 6:56 pm -  Reply

    Christmas for me is all about getting my family together. My elderly parents and two of my sisters live in South Africa & my other sister lives in France so as you can imagine it is a rare & complicated occasion when we do all share the same festivities together. But it’s super special & well worth all the logistics, organisation & compromises. QVC makes choosing & buying all the gifts a breeze in comparison. I’m not sure this great occasion could be any more magical when my cosmopolitan family all come together in the UK to celebrate. Truly wonderul & memorable.

  12. Elizabeth Rolton April 25, 2016 at 11:58 am -  Reply

    My most treasured Christmas memory will not arrive until this Christmas, my Dad lives in Australia and is on his own after mum passed on 23rd Dec 2014, he will be 83 in September and has never been to UK (in fact never further than New Zealand). So I am bringing him to London (along with my only son) to spend xmas with us! I am so exicited and so is he, calling it “his big adventure”.

  13. Jean Cairns April 26, 2016 at 12:44 pm -  Reply

    Hi my earliest memory of Christmas was when I was 5 Years old ,I had at that time 1 older Sister and 2 older Brother’s .
    I was woke early that Christmas Morning by my Sister who said that I was to get up as Santa had been , and that our two Brothers were already downstairs opening there presents .
    I jumped out of my bed and my Sister said to be quiet not to waken our Parents
    On the way downstairs we looked out the window and it was so dark and we could see the snow falling down as the Street lights lit up the Road it was so beautiful and Wintry and Festive looking .
    When we got to the Living room door and pushed it open we just stood still looking in at the warm cosy fire and the Christmas tree all lit up bright and sparkly so Magical I’ll never forget it .
    My Brother brought over my Sister and myself some of our presents to open and I was so excited to unwrap mine to see what I got , and I got a doll and cradle to put my doll in it , the cradle was pink with lace and satin ribbons , my Brother started to build up the cradle and when it was ready he said put your doll in it , and when I did the doll sank to the floor as the material that covered the cradle was to light to support the weight of my doll , so I started crying which woke our Parents who came downstairs to see what happened , my Brother explained and my Parents went back upstairs .
    I now have 3 more Younger Brothers and boy did we have great times at Christmas the 60s/70s were the best era ever for us great times .
    We owe a lot to our Mum and Dad they were just the best Parents they took our Christmas lists every Year from us and sent them to Santa and we got everything and more that we all asked for , great Family /Friends who spent Christmas with us every Year , we were so lucky to have such a great Childhood and great memories we’ll never forget . xxxx

  14. Lindsay Petrie April 26, 2016 at 5:14 pm -  Reply

    Christmas 2015 and my had just gone in to a dementia nursing home- being at the Christmas party and realising their was so much love hope & laughter in the room that we could have a Christmas that still included Mum.

  15. Lisa Sleep April 26, 2016 at 10:45 pm -  Reply

    My magical Christmas…
    The whole family gathered around the tree lit with Bethlehem lights. Whilst exchanging gifts from Qvc. A Yankee Christmas candle burning and dinner slowly cooking, carols softly playing throughout the house over the bose system.

  16. Sylvia duffy April 28, 2016 at 4:21 am -  Reply

    My most special christmas was when I was a wee girl of around 5 or 6. My mum and dad both worked very hard but money was tight. There was 6 of us altogether. Anyway I vividly remember going past our local newsagents with mum every day and looking at the beautiful bride doll in the christmas window. How I longed and prayed that Santa might bring me it. One day it wasn’t there and I cried that night, but little did I know mum had laid it aside and paid it up. On Christmas Day I squeeled when I got it. I am now 54 years old and I still have my doll in it’s old tattered box. I have since lost both my parents but memories always Live On.

  17. Maxine April 28, 2016 at 10:16 pm -  Reply

    Spending time with family friends and loved ones. Also watching my nephew who at only 3 still believes in the magic of Santa opening his presents.Last but not least the Christmas church service.

  18. Jeannette Wiltshire April 29, 2016 at 5:40 pm -  Reply

    Leaving a christmas stocking for my daughters Godfather who always spends Christmas with us, the shrieks of “Santas been” from a 50 year old was worth waiting up till everyone had gone to bed and sneaking in to leave stockings for everyone.

  19. Gillian Lee April 30, 2016 at 12:16 am -  Reply

    I remember when my sister and I shared a bedroom in separate beds I was about 4 and my sister was 8. we always went to bed early on Xmas eve and promised each other that the first one awake would wake the other. To make sure we tied string around our toes it was so funny. When our children came along two girls 5 years apart they loved to help make the Xmas pudding taking it in turns stirring it while making a wish never to be told or it wouldn’t come true and then the feeding of the Xmas cake once it was cold out of the oven had to be juice until they where older then it was brandy. But Xmas eve was listening to carols on the radio and making homemade sausage rolls and preparing the Turkey for the oven the girls always wanted sausage rolls for supper they where so good.the atmosphere in the house was magical warm from a blazing fire twinkling lights on the tree and around the kitchen hoping and watching for snow. My daughter’s now have children of there own so we know have 2 granddaughters 13 and 9 and 1grandson aged 8 and granddaughter 8months they are our joy what is lovely is the memories of those past christmases now live on in our girls they make sausage rolls and enjoy all the cooking and festivities of Xmas so memories live on and we sit back and enjoy our grandchildren with shinning eyes and dimples in there rosy cheeks magical

  20. Susan April 30, 2016 at 8:04 pm -  Reply

    My mum opening a Christmas decoration and the little train going round inside – she had wanted something like that for 70+ years but never found one (I got it from Qvc)

  21. Laura myers April 30, 2016 at 8:08 pm -  Reply

    Our magical moment was having our first grandchild home after being born 10wks early after his mummy became ill over a few days he was 2lb 1oz , the joy off seeing him well and actually dressed on Christmas Day at our house for lunch was the most special day for all the family we didn’t think he would be home until 9th January which would have been his birthday …. He’s the joy of our lives x

  22. Linda Brown April 30, 2016 at 8:28 pm -  Reply

    On 22 October 2015 my daughter -in- law had an emergency caesarean in Manchester to deliver their triplets at 28 weeks. Our precious little grandsons Billy, Fletcher and Teddy had a difficult beginning Fletcher suffered from two collapsed lungs and needed a lot of attention, Billy was born with jaundice and Teddy was only 1lb 14 oz and had not grown or developed in the weeks before he was born but miraculously fought through every set back. They were all in high dependency for weeks but because of the demand on beds they had to be separated and spent time in different hospitals. Thankfully by end of November they were all reunited at Wythenshawe hospital. But the nursing they required meant that their Mum & Dad only held them at limited times and visitors were discouraged. We were down in Devon and heart sore that we could not see them. By December progress was being made but they had still not been able to have all the boys together. But, joy of joys, on Xmas Eve we received the picture we had all been desperate to see when Ian and Stacey could finally nurse and introduce the brothers to each other for the first time – the tears were falling for me and the following day there they all were again in their Xmas outfits. Bliss !!

  23. Mrs M Holmes April 30, 2016 at 9:21 pm -  Reply

    My magical christmas moment was back in December 2003. It was when we were blessed with our little girl. We had had the heartbreak of three previous recurrent miscarriages so for us to finally meet and welcome into the world our little miracle was our dream come true and the best Christmas present EVER. We brought her into our lounge and just looked across the room at each other, no words, just a look. That look said it all, no words were needed. She is our world <3

  24. Suzanne Drummond May 1, 2016 at 3:16 pm -  Reply

    my earliest christmas memory was when i was about 7 years old i wanted a typewriter and a chopper bike i remember waking up rushing downstairs to my white typewriter and although my bike was second hand i loved it and i typed a thank you letter out for santa x

  25. Susan Smith May 1, 2016 at 3:51 pm -  Reply

    When i started school i believed in Santa, but mixing with other children i soon learnt there really wasnt a Santa, i was so upset and told my dad, he sat me down and said there was and my new friends were wrong, anyway Christmas morning came, opened my presents and then dad said come with me, he took me outside and there in the snow was sleigh tracks and reindeer tracks and in the snow leading up to the front window, there was footprints, once again i believed, my dad went to alot of trouble that morning putting tracks everywhere, just so his little girl would believe again, i will never forget that, it showed me how much he loved me and that he wanted my dreams and my beliefs to be alive while i was still young. When my children were growing up and they didnt believe it was hard to do the tracks for them as we never had snow on Christmas morning

  26. janet humphrey May 1, 2016 at 6:03 pm -  Reply

    Our favourite Christmas memory is sharing the day with our older brother who was adopted before my mum met and married our dad. James found us just before he turned 40, and we have treasured every Christmas since then.

  27. Lindsey M May 1, 2016 at 9:02 pm -  Reply

    The mixing, baking and the feeding of the Christmas Cake is just magical for me. As is my attempt at cake decorating which always ends up a bit wobbly

  28. Abby may May 1, 2016 at 9:35 pm -  Reply

    When we were little my mum used to save up and get Xmas hampers. These used to arrive about 2/3 weeks before Xmas and myself and my brother and sister used to get so excited ticking everything off the list and putting it in the cupboard. We were then allowed to choose something to eat that evening.. It always felt like the start of Christmas. Last year I spent Christmas away from my 3 year old little girl and husband as I had a operation 2 days before Xmas to remove a tumour on my spine. So this year I am going to go crazy!!!

  29. angela jackson May 2, 2016 at 10:42 am -  Reply

    My magical Christmas memory (apart from my beautiful children) is one from over 40 years ago, I always spoilt my 5 brilliant nephews, but we were all waiting patiently for my great big brother and his lovely wife who after years of trying to start a family were told they couldn’t to say we have a son or daughter, the years rolled by 8 in total, and it happened they were told they have a baby boy. That Christmas I had 6 brilliant nephews to spoil, but the magic for me happened when my brother was along side my brother-in-laws when he picked up his baby boys Santa sack over stuffed with pressies (8 years worth), they had another son 3 yrs later, but the magic of the baby we’d all waited so long for lives in me still.

  30. Jane Knowles May 2, 2016 at 11:29 am -  Reply

    Im a real miss jolly christmas i have such happy memories has a child ,its not until you reach a certain age and you lose people around you that you learn its not all about presents ,each year i look around my christmas table and cherish the people around me ,xx

  31. Clare B May 2, 2016 at 4:04 pm -  Reply

    Staying with my extended family (aunts, cousins and grandmother) on a farm in Wiltshire and waking up to a white out on Christmas morning! I can remember the presents I got that year as nothing could beat playing in the snow and building a snow man on Christmas day.

  32. Simon tutthill May 2, 2016 at 4:08 pm -  Reply

    It has to be seeing my niece and nephews first Christmases,so magical and at that age so innocent,no mobile phones or games consoles,just truly fantastic memories that will live with me for ever

  33. Nicola Sadler May 2, 2016 at 4:12 pm -  Reply

    I always look out the window on Christmas Eve to look for santa even though I’m 28!! Makes my Xmas every year

  34. Catherine Warburton May 2, 2016 at 4:13 pm -  Reply

    I remember I was about 6 years old. I remember waking up on xmas eve in the middle of the night. I quietly crept into our sitting room & saw the biggest tree, it had all sorts of decorations & gifts. I spotted a childs handbag on one of the lower branches. Carefull I took it off & opened the bag, Inside was a small pack of dolly mixtures. Unable to resist I ate them & replace the handbag & went back to bed. It was one of the most memorable & magical Xmases.

  35. David Walker May 2, 2016 at 4:15 pm -  Reply

    Watching my daughter play with the box and not the toy.

  36. Amreen K May 2, 2016 at 4:22 pm -  Reply

    It was 1999, when I was seven years old, that our house was broken into and our presents were stolen three days before Christmas. At seven you’re not as in tune to emotions bar your own, so I can only remember how devastated I felt, like it was the end of the world.
    Our family, friends and neighbours heard about what had happened and quickly set about making plans. Our next door neighbours assigned themselves cooks, our friends set about trying to replace presents and my aunts and uncles and their families decided to cancel their christmas day plans to spend it with us.
    My eyes had never seen such a feast, three roast birds, upteen side dishes, the most glorious desserts. My mums friend, a policeman, took me and my little brother for a spin in the policecar and let us switch the siren on for a bit, which meant I forgot all about the Furby (they were all the rage back then) i’d lost. And our house was full to the brim! With around 40 guests all trying to squeeze into a 2 up and 2 down at one point. It was actually magical.

  37. RACHEL SMITH May 2, 2016 at 4:24 pm -  Reply

    The faces on my children’s faces when they see that the elves have set up a special North Pole breakfast!! Priceless and beyond magical, it’s all they talked about for weeks after!!

  38. Sarah May 2, 2016 at 4:25 pm -  Reply

    All i wanted for Christmas was a bike, i was desperate and so was my brother, we ran downstairs Christmas morning no bikes, we were upset but its Christmas, we open the rest of our presents and the last one is a clue. We need to ask at Church. We ran to Church sat through the whole service, and were rewarded with another clue, we had to go to the neighbors with mince pies to get another clue. Wait for grandparents, we waited and they came riding in, on top of two brand new shiny bikes. It was the best surprise ever!

  39. Janice Williams May 2, 2016 at 4:26 pm -  Reply

    Each year at about 7pm on Christmas Eve my husband “goes to see nan and grandad” and whilst he’s out Santa arrives on the roof, shots HO HO HO down the chimney. The kids’ faces light up.

  40. Adele May 2, 2016 at 4:26 pm -  Reply

    For me it’s the cooking, its my passion and love to cook at anytime of year but at Christmas it’s extra special. To share this meal that I have lovingly cooked and prepared for weeks before the big day is so satisfying to me.
    I make my own cake, pudding and mince pies I dont buy anything out of boxes or packets – I even make my own sugar penguins for the top of the cake.
    It’s so good when everyone sits down to enjoy your hard work and enjoy the day together.

  41. Paula Gwynne May 2, 2016 at 4:34 pm -  Reply

    Christmas for me is all about family. We always have Christmas Day with my In -Laws which is always really lovely for my children. I so look forward to Christmas and my two children love to help me decorate the tree and argue who puts the star on top. We also put lots of chocolates on tree as well, which they like to sneak of and eat. However, Boxing Day is my favourite day as my family come up and we have such a good time watching all of the children open their presents, my two children love spending time with their cousins. To me it’s priceless

  42. fozia Akhtar May 2, 2016 at 4:36 pm -  Reply

    My kids opening their gifts

  43. Anna Grant May 2, 2016 at 4:39 pm -  Reply

    One of our favourite Xmas moments was when my son believed Santa had stolen his pillow on Xmas Eve! Santa always drops in whilst we’re eating our tea, and whn the kids have finished, by magic in the living room there are parcels containing new Xmas jammies, a film and popcorn. One year my son left his pillow on the sofa, and when we finished our meal, we came through to discover the newly-left treats but also a missing pillow! Santa had ‘stolen’ it to keep his bum comfy in the sleigh. Utter magical when the next morning he woke up with his pillow back underneath his head.

  44. MICHELLE BAMBER May 2, 2016 at 4:42 pm -  Reply

    My magical Christmas moment was when my son opened up his present to find the one thing he’d really really wished for all year

  45. Andy Wedge May 2, 2016 at 4:45 pm -  Reply

    Just love the kids running downstairs, bursting into the living room and seeing their faces light up as they see the presents that Father Christmas has left for them

  46. Anna May 2, 2016 at 4:47 pm -  Reply

    When my son was about five he worked out that there is no such thing as Father Christmas and despite my best efforts he would not be persuaded otherwise. He was a stickler for rules and honesty and unknown to me told all his classmates at school that there was no Santa. Fortunately the other mums saw the funny side and soon put the matter right. Despite his disbelief he still loved his stocking and Christmas was still a magical time.

  47. Deborah lowe May 2, 2016 at 4:58 pm -  Reply

    watching my little boy open his first bike

  48. Frances Drewett May 2, 2016 at 5:01 pm -  Reply

    My favourite Christmas moment has to be my husband proposing to me while all the family were gathered round opening presents! I can’t wait to start a family and see our kids faces come Christmas morning

  49. David Reeves May 2, 2016 at 5:08 pm -  Reply

    Waking up to a Christmas stocking containing cheaper goodies but lovingly wrapped. Our much-missed Mum could not have done more for us…..

  50. kirsty meredith May 2, 2016 at 5:08 pm -  Reply

    Christmas is special for us every year. Our daughter was born prem in 2003 and we were lucky to take her home on the 23rd December. Christmas day she was 6 days old and every year since then, we take a Christmas day photograph. An amazing way to remember Christmas pasts and a chance to see how much we have changed over the years.

  51. Kelly Glen May 2, 2016 at 5:12 pm -  Reply

    My most magical Christmas was when I got my first proper bike and then learned to ride it.

  52. nolene oneill May 2, 2016 at 5:27 pm -  Reply

    Christmas is always magical in our house no matter the circumstances, but my magical moments happen when helping to hand out the pre-packed christmas hampers to the elderly/homeless and disadvantaged (via our local charity shop) on top of the world feeling.

  53. Laura Ste May 2, 2016 at 5:29 pm -  Reply

    I actually remember waking up when I was 5 years old and we were at my gran’s house for a Christmas party and just as I woke up I saw ‘Santa’ leaving the room. I ran down the stairs to tell everyone I’d seen Santa and it’s something that has always stuck with me.

  54. Michelle Best May 2, 2016 at 5:34 pm -  Reply

    Christmas Eve when the house is all quiet and there is the air of anticipation. Kids alseep, stockings filled and the fire burning – it’s my favourite bit!

  55. Lorraine Tinsley May 2, 2016 at 5:35 pm -  Reply

    Taking my daughter to the local garden centre to see Santa. They did the whole winter wonderland thing with deer and other woodland animals. We also had to walk through the elves’ workshop and sleeping quarters, it was so sweet to see my 2 and 3 yr old getting more and more excited. They were beside themselves when we went into the ice chamber and Santa was there in his red robes. It was amazing!

  56. Karolina Kutryb May 2, 2016 at 5:35 pm -  Reply

    I am originally from Poland and I live in UK for five years now. This year I spent my first Christmas alone with my boyfriend – our families couldn’t come to visit us and we couldn’t go visit them either. I learned that even Christmas spent with one person can be magical – if we love that person. We didn’t care, that we won’t have guests – we prepared just like we would have 30 people over! We’ve made food that lasted us for two more weeks and everything was decorated perfectly. There was a Christmas spirit in the air. The most important was the fact, that we did everything together and shared every minute of these holidays. In the evening on Christmas Eve we connected via Skype with our families to exchange the wishes and drank a glass of wine with them. It was definitely different than any other Christmas, but it was truly amazing.

  57. Lisa Buckley May 2, 2016 at 5:45 pm -  Reply

    Getting the Mork & Mindy Board Game as a gift from my parents, and trying to fathom the rules with my grandparents and great uncle Joe…we failed miserably, but had a laugh at our own incompetence! It ended up in the loft, never to be seen again!

  58. Tom May 2, 2016 at 5:55 pm -  Reply

    My magical Christmas moment was my first Christmas with my two nieces.

  59. RACH MCNEISH May 2, 2016 at 5:56 pm -  Reply

    It was a different Christmas. It was a special Christmas. The residents sat around the lounge watching the feathery flakes outside drifting lazily towards the large window of the Nursing Lounge. It like just any other day. Then the band came, their dark uniforms in sharp contrast to their shiny brass instruments. And all of a sudden strains of almost-forgotten carols lifted our spirits as memories of long-ago Christmases filled the room with a kaleidoscope of colour and sound. The circle of regulation chairs and walking frames became a nursery of rocking horses and tin soldiers and the joyful magic of Christmas caught away our hearts and made them sing again.

  60. Paula Readings May 2, 2016 at 6:04 pm -  Reply

    Mine would be this Christmas as we had your first grandchild joining the family and the wonder in his eyes as he watched the twinkling lights & wrapping paper galore, he was exhausted at the end of the day, Christmas for me is only Christmas with the presence of Children.

  61. Caz May 2, 2016 at 6:25 pm -  Reply

    My magical moment was Christmas 2015, when i surprised my family by visiting the UK from Australia. My sister told me some great news that she was expecting a baby too – just MAGICAL! It was the perfect Christmas.

  62. claire blaney May 2, 2016 at 6:26 pm -  Reply

    I love getting up in the morning all excited about seeing everyones faces as they see & open there presents, I love sitting round the dinner table with our huge christmas dinner telling cracker jokes & pulling crackers & even watching a movie on the afternoon & having a little nap.

  63. Harry BakerFarmer May 2, 2016 at 6:44 pm -  Reply

    My mum bought me a Sega Dreamcast the Christmas after they were released. I couldn’t believe it!

  64. lyn Burgess May 2, 2016 at 6:58 pm -  Reply

    My daughter was born on 23rd December and we were not expecting to be home for Christmas, but on Christmas morning our GP walked the mile to hospital through an overnight fall of a foot of snow so that we could go home. My magical memories include my little boy, 22 months at the time, opening his presents on my hospital bed, running up and down the corridor with a toy aeroplane, and having my Christmas dinner, with a bottle of cider (provided by the hospital) before coming home. A really magical start to our being a family of four.

  65. Rosalind Sargent May 2, 2016 at 7:15 pm -  Reply

    The Magic of Christmas to me means snow,tinsel,Holly,mistletoe,
    glistening lights,the smell of pine,baubles,candles, Christmas carols,
    Traditional films,the log fire,children laughing and playing
    and everybody having a wonderful time
    being Merry,drinking,eating,giving and receiving
    also helping others less fortunate than our selves.

  66. lisa evans May 2, 2016 at 7:18 pm -  Reply

    Seeing my kids Christmas concerts and taking them to pantomimes! I love seeing their faces when opening presents on Christmas morning, it’s magical!

  67. Fiona K May 2, 2016 at 7:23 pm -  Reply

    I still remember being unable to sleep Christmas Eve due to being too excited and keeping my eyes squeezed shut so that Father Christmas didn’t think I was peeking. That would have been about 35 years ago!

  68. Sarah Jayne Pelham May 2, 2016 at 7:24 pm -  Reply

    My magical christmas moment was when my younger brother’s first christmas. I was more excited to see his face to his all new little toys ( he was still too young, but I still loved that christmas). We have it all recorded thanks to my dad, so memories will always be fresh!

  69. Yaracuy May 2, 2016 at 7:28 pm -  Reply

    magical moment at Christmas is the first night after I finish putting up all the Christmas decorations and turn on the lights that stay lit until the 6th January when they go back to their boxes. I wait for everyone to be home…It is magical no matter how many years we’ve been doing this…The big Aaawww is what I’m after… and my cue to wonderful cooking throughout the month…I adore Christmas!

  70. Kelly Overton May 2, 2016 at 8:57 pm -  Reply

    Last year we rushed around christmas eve trying to find horse poo to shovel up and put in the garden, it was gross hard work but the kids faces when they imagined rudolph stood in the garden eating his carrot whilst santa left footprints in the house putting presents under the tree… its moments like that taht make christmas :)

  71. Catherine Amaro May 2, 2016 at 9:42 pm -  Reply

    at disney land :)

  72. Louise Smith May 2, 2016 at 9:50 pm -  Reply

    Watching my daughter’s face when she sees her sack of presents under the tree melts my heart every year

  73. carina mcdougall May 2, 2016 at 11:02 pm -  Reply

    I have always loved the magical feeling when you get up on Christmas morning and Santa has been. Now I have my own family and get so excited with all the rushing about and late nights to see them as happy as i remember being.

  74. Louise A May 2, 2016 at 11:56 pm -  Reply

    One of my best childhood memories was waking up on Christmas morning and feeling the lumpy Christmas stocking at the end of my bed. It didn’t have a lot in it, just a couple of nuts, some fruit and a tiny present but the feeling was magical. I managed to keep that wonderful feeling into my 20s until my bf at the time decided I was too old to have a Christmas stocking :(

  75. kayleigh white May 3, 2016 at 12:10 am -  Reply

    Last year, we had a big family Christmas together to celebrate mum beating cancer. Mum, dad, 4 daughters and partners and 13 grandchildren – it was a hoot!

  76. Susie M May 3, 2016 at 12:27 am -  Reply

    When I was a child, we lived near to a rescue helicopter base. One night near Christmas, they were on an exercise. I remember looking out the window and seeing flashing red lights in the sky and mum taking me out into the garden and telling me that it was Santa, accompanied by a couple other sleighs driven by elves, checking their routes and making sure they could get to everyone on Christmas Eve. As an adult I wonder why I didn’t hear the rotor blades but as a child I was caught up in the moment.

  77. claire griffiths May 3, 2016 at 12:40 am -  Reply

    our ,most magical xmas moments are the 1st of december when our elf on the shelf arrive we have a north pole breakfast then throughout december the elves get up to naught tricks and also leave goodies out then i use a app to magic santa into a photo im our house the look on my sons faces are amazing and priceless

  78. Mhairi May 3, 2016 at 1:00 am -  Reply

    When I was younger one of the older family members would dress up as Santa every year and on Christmas day the whole family (about 50 people) would all go to one house and Santa would come to visit. He always had presents for everyone. It was my favorite memory of Christmas from when I was small and I hope to continue the tradition with my own children someday

  79. Debbie Bird May 3, 2016 at 1:00 am -  Reply

    I was staying at my brother and sister inlaws one Christmas and my brother had been made redundant two months before so they could only afford to get their three year old a couple of presents.I was sleeping in his room and filled a stocking with lots of little presents,When he woke in the morning it was lovely to see the look of amazement on his face”Is it all for me?” he asked.Will never forget that Christmas.It really is bettr to give than recieve.

  80. JODIE BEAUMONT May 3, 2016 at 5:35 am -  Reply

    First christmas with our daughter was incredible!

  81. Joanna Gould May 3, 2016 at 7:19 am -  Reply

    Spending the whole year picking up gifts when I see them and wrapping them and writing lists! Everything is wrapped by December 1st as that’s when I leave my 7 children to decorate the Christmas tree. I’ll put the tree up and put the lights on during the day and let them do what they want with it when they come home. It means more to me when they have decorated it and it looks perfect every year :) Then i have my daughters birthday on 2nd December, then Christmas Eve comes around and my whole family come and visit us and we have a ‘pre’ Christmas where we all exchanged gifts, have a drink and I put on a spread of delicious foods and we have a good old party. We do this every year as we all have families and this way we don’t to be dragging the kids around to see everyone Christmas day so we have 2 Christmases!! Christmas morning watching the kids open their present is my favourite part especially when I know that what they really wanted is wrapped up in front of them and their faces light up when they open that ‘most wanted’ present! Having a family meal all together and relaxing watching reruns on the TV. Then after all the hype, our sons birthday is on the 28th December so we have everyone over again!! It’s the same every year and I wouldn’t change it for the world :D

  82. liz denial May 3, 2016 at 8:17 am -  Reply

    Christmas 2012 was very special for me as it was the first time in 12 years that I’d been able to spend it with my family following an accident. I can’t travel on public transport so my parents paid for a taxi to take me from Nottingham to Blackburn so we could all be together.

  83. julie kenny May 3, 2016 at 12:58 pm -  Reply

    Last year when the kids got up – there was a letter from Santa saying that one of the elves had turned himself invisible and wanted to say with us …Santa said he had made a magic spell to make him go home but he would be with us for 24 hours! He was a naughty elf so watch out! The kids loved it …the elf dressed the Christmas tree with everyone underwear, painted my husbands toe nails with red nail polish, drew mustaches on the kids when they went to sleep and wrapped the doorway to the kitchen with Christmas wrapping paper! It was only when the kids started to blame the elf for their own little naughtiness – that we ended the game! It was so much fun …but I hope hes not coming this year ;-) x

  84. Sarah Brooker May 3, 2016 at 1:25 pm -  Reply

    My partner is a paramedic so doesn’t always get to have Christmas at home … last year he had it off for the first time in 5 years! It was amazing to have him home and to see our beautiful daughter open her presents

  85. Kim M May 3, 2016 at 2:46 pm -  Reply

    When my partners daughter was small every Christmas Eve he’d tie a string of little bells outside her bedroom window (leaving a little bit hanging inside) and they’d sit and watch for Santa and every so often he’d tug gently on the piece of string and say ‘Can you hear Santa’s sleigh?’ her face was a picture, wish I’d thought of this – it’s magical.

  86. Julie Henderson May 3, 2016 at 2:58 pm -  Reply

    visiting disney at christmas and you all get caught up in the magicalness of it

  87. Trish May 3, 2016 at 3:14 pm -  Reply

    Every Christmas my brother and I were asked to choose 3 of our toys which were in good condition and Dad took us to the local childrens home to leave the toys for those less fortunate. Only then could we know that Santa would visit us. The house was filled with the smell of home cooking and baking and the tree was lit with nursery rhyme lights. We were lucky with our loving parents and happy home and the lessons learnt by visiting the childrens home has stayed with me for over 60 years.

  88. michelle thompson May 3, 2016 at 3:22 pm -  Reply

    although part of christmas is spending the time with my family , my magical part is going to work and cheering up the folk i got to i wouldnt change them for the world

  89. sally Hartley May 3, 2016 at 4:42 pm -  Reply

    What makes Christmas magical for me is when my sister and i entertain at a local rest home for the elderly with our xmas singsong. We dress up all christmasy and the old folk love it. Some of them dont have any family that visits them and it is purely magical to see their faces light up. We also take little gifts with us for them all.

  90. Carol Thomas May 3, 2016 at 5:02 pm -  Reply

    We have always made alot of the Christmas period in our family. The same applies now even though the youngsters are grown.

    Our Christmas time starts the 1st weekend of December when the family tradition of the decorations and tree go up. We also take in the Lincoln market then where we meet up with my brothers and their families who are available, for a meal and a market walk.

    The 2nd weekend is when we have our Grandson who is 7. The 3rd weekend is when my 2 eldest sons (I also have 2 living abroad) have an adults Christmas party, continuing on the childrens parties in an adult theme.

    Though 1 of them has left home, they come round with their partner/s bet friends and the bet friend partner and we have a pre Christmas lunch together exchanging presents.

    Then we have Christmas day where we attend church on Christmas morning, followed by gift exchanges and plenty of food. Boxing day is usually spent with the football. The for New Year we go down to my Husband family in Wales.

    I shop all year round for Christmas starting again in the January ales. I have November and December off. My youngsters still have stockings (I send them out to my 2 abroad) as well as the presents under the tree. I start prepping cakes, puddings and so on from September onwards, getting the cards ready to post in October for the first week in December.

    As you can tell it is a very important time for us and it is to difficult to pick 1 special moment out as it is all special.

  91. Laura P May 3, 2016 at 6:10 pm -  Reply

    My magical Christmas moment has to be spending it one year in Chicago when I was a kid. I had never experienced a White christmas before and this was snow like I had never seen before! For an 8 year old, it was truly magical.

  92. Julie Feathers May 3, 2016 at 7:30 pm -  Reply

    Seeing My grandchildren going out into the conservatory and seeing it decorated with a Disney Christmas tree, the Polar express train tooting around the bottom of it, the light up reindeer and sleigh and the garlands and lights all around

  93. Soph H May 3, 2016 at 7:57 pm -  Reply

    Putting the Christmas tree up and listening to Christmas music whilst we decorate!

  94. Rebecca I May 3, 2016 at 9:04 pm -  Reply

    We would always go to my nanna and granddad’s house, They had 10 grandchildren under the age of 7 so the pile of presents was always huge and she had a policy that no part of the ceiling could be left unadorned with decorations!

  95. Julie Guy May 3, 2016 at 9:23 pm -  Reply

    My daughter works as a carer in a care home, and one Christmas Day my 2 other daughters and myself went to help her and the other staff for Christmas dinner. It was very rewarding to be part of the residents and their families Christmas celebrations.

  96. Emma H May 3, 2016 at 9:28 pm -  Reply

    Every Christmas as a child seemed magical

  97. Delvena Johnson May 4, 2016 at 5:33 am -  Reply

    My brother and I were often hungry as children and as an adult I was single for nearly 20 years always having to go to friend’s houses at Xmas that took pity on me as any family I wanted to see were too far away and I would be working. Just over 5 years ago I settled down with a wonderful man Gary and now we have the most amazing Xmas Day with lovely food (best bit!!!) and fizz and I have since 1997 loved starting on all my beauty goodies and gifts that I have ordered for myself from QVC. It was always a coping mechanism for not getting many gifts that I would spoil myself at Xmas and so I do and QVC has always been crucial in that and when I lived alone it was company having the QVC family on the screen for a huge part of my days. Also so easy to order for people far away and not once has their gifts not failed to arrive.

  98. Lisa Ellert May 4, 2016 at 7:09 am -  Reply

    Christmas 2001 was very special for me! My baby was due on Chistmas Eve, Labour started late on Christmas Eve so we opened our presents and set off to hospital. I spent all of Christmas Day in labour, My now Ex Husband was given a christmas dinner by the hospital staff. Finally at 5.11am on Boxing Day my beautiful baby boy arrived. It was the most perfect present of all time!! Ever since Christmas has been doubly special for us as we celebrate not only the day itself but our sons birthday too

  99. Juliette scott May 4, 2016 at 9:15 am -  Reply

    When my children were small ,i used to store there gifts in the loft!
    I used to come home from the shops and quickly (or should I say as quickly as I could )clamber into the loft with bags of exciting goodies ,thinking I had never been spotted by the children!. But one day I was in the kitchen ,and my middle son asked why I was taking the shopping up to the loft at Christmas, I had to think on the spot ,I answered by saying that mums and dadshad to help Santa with buying gifts for all the children of the world and putting the gifts in the loft was a place were his elves could come and pick them up from ,and that all children in the world had their own elf!! I had got away with it !and then he asked who was his elf! I answered it was buddy ! For years he believed this story!! And I’m sure when he has children he will tell them the same!

  100. Ruth vaughan May 4, 2016 at 10:49 am -  Reply

    Christmas for me starts with the decoration of my home and Christmas tree, I really go to town in every room from bedding to toilet roll.
    I always put Christmas music on and spend all day (while my son is at school) placing festive trinkets everywhere. I love all the lights and candles that create an exciting atmosphere, with the smell of the candles wafting threw my home.
    Then the look on my sons face when he comes home from school all smiles and very excited gives me a fuzzy feeling in my tummy.
    This is Christmas for me.

  101. Kamara May 4, 2016 at 11:57 am -  Reply

    Having my family fly over from Shanghai to spend xmas with my boyfriend’s family and I in Spain was an amazing time.

  102. Megan Adams May 4, 2016 at 2:32 pm -  Reply

    Christmas Eve two years ago when we took our daughter outside before bedtime to watch ‘Santa’ fly through the sky (ISS in actual fact, but shhhh!). She had just started to understand Christmas and watching her fact light up was soooo magical.

  103. Angela Taylor May 4, 2016 at 4:25 pm -  Reply

    My earliest magical memory of Christmas was when l was a small child with my two older brothers, we always helped with the Christmas tree, we each chose our favourite bauble and hung it in pride of place, l loved to stare into the fairy lights, my parents would put two blow up reindeers infront of the tree, me & my brother used to climb on them and ride them around the lounge!! (Until one popped)! on Christmas eve instead of a bedtime story we would sing away in a manger & we three kings. Then in the early hours of the morning around 4.30am l would wake up and shout has he been yet? My brothers would come rushing into my room saying lets go see…..My eldest brother would make me and my middle brother wait on a specific stairs step!! Then he would peep round the door and shout Yes he’s been… santa has been. Oh l can still feel the excitement well up in me now as l think about it. I literally could smell Christmas as a child….and still can!

  104. Kay May 4, 2016 at 6:21 pm -  Reply

    Some daily journeys can be done almost on auto pilot, I tense, anticipating the high-speed machine whirl all around me while surrendering to a nameless protector saint to see me safely through to wherever I’m going. The fact that I perform this daily ritual without a preponderance of thought only secures the place of one more habit among the litany of many routines.
    It’s only when something out of the ordinary happens in this Whizz-Zone that I’m rudely jarred from the semi-conscious secure state into the “Oh my!” exclamatory moment of “What on earth is happening?”

    Cruising along in my Fiat last Christmas Eve, I was sticking to under 50mph, and with the family in the car with me on this journey, it was one I believed I could do blindfolded. It is a daily route and my steering wheel will turn on its own at the appropriate exit. The cars beside and those in front of me are doing what they do every day: Moving faster than I am.
    Suddenly, in front of us a host of red braking lights ignite in unison. While cars veer to the left, skid to the right, clothing apparel whisks through the air as if possessed by a demon. A jacket, a child’s party dress, a pillow, a blanket a gift wrapped red box with a gold bow – all torpedoing through the air and targeting cars on their descent from the maelstrom.
    I slam on my brakes, without a clue as to what to do next. The humongous, tinted-windows pickup truck directly behind me, is in swerve control with my rear end as its stop gap. Blinding are the frenzied blur of red tail lights; deafening the feline screech of rubber. Please God no….please God….please God….
    I weave to avoid the machines in confusion in front of me and Mr. Built Tough Ford pickup in my rear-view mirror. It’s then that I see it. I cannot believe it, but this surreal scene is morphing into the bizarre. There in mid-air, missile-like descent towards my windshield is a life-size Father Christmas and one of his equally life-size reindeer.
    Thud. Followed by another thud. Seconds later this cherry-cheeked Santa with freakish smile and twisted wire-rim spectacles and a one eyed, deformed-antler reindeer with a smashed bulbous red nose are staring at us all from the other side of the windshield. Then poof! They’re all gone.
    Along with fellow travellers on the road that day, I and my Fiat (with shaken passengers), come to rest at the side of the road. Thank God no one was hurt, although Santa and his red nosed friend had been mulled under the wheels of Mr. Built Tough Ford pickup. When the mulling is done, mangled Santa, now headless and his impossibly contorted reindeer, now…well, not whole shall we say, lay side by side in eerie repose in the middle lane.
    About fifty yards ahead of me, alongside the road, a family of five huddles together beside their not so tough pickup with strands of frayed rope dangling like Shirley Temple’s curls over the sides.
    Various pieces of clothing, a Christmas tree, bicycle, rag doll, and pieces of metallic green wrapping paper are scattered over the road.
    So much for routine.
    aWe all helped to piece together their Christmas treats as best we could, put them back on track and waved them off.
    Each one of us silently counting our blessings among others’ misfortunes.

    Later we celebrated Christmas Eve with cherished family around the table … and nothing else was necessary.
    Thank you, God.

  105. Janice May 4, 2016 at 8:36 pm -  Reply

    when we went to Portugal for Christmas and got away from home after a very stressful year

  106. Suzanne ONeill May 4, 2016 at 9:17 pm -  Reply

    My magical christmas happens on boxing day, we are running about cooking for family on Christmas day so we can’t spend time enjoying the giving and receiving of gifts so we exchange gifts on boxing day….much more relaxing!

  107. Hayley Elvin May 4, 2016 at 9:28 pm -  Reply

    I have 5 children, 3 aged 3 and under so Christmas is magical for them. Last year Santa wrapped the living room door in christmas paper and when the kids burst into the living room their eyes lit up and they excited jumped around saying Santa has been. We also have an annual family quiz on Christmas day which we all love

  108. Carole Peel May 4, 2016 at 9:51 pm -  Reply

    Christmas 2014, I attended a Christmas wreath making course and made my own from scratch to bring home. Last Christmas, I bought rings, ribbon, moss, bobbin and stubbing wires. I collected my own ferns, pine cones, holly, etc. Not only did I make one to take to the cemetery, but I made another four as early, door hanging gifts which everyone loved and which lasted several weeks. I was so proud I’m doing it again this year!

  109. Tammy Westrup May 4, 2016 at 10:48 pm -  Reply

    It is simply the look on the children’s faces. My son is 3 and this year when he opened something that wasn’t on his list (which only contained 3 things) he had a big smile and said ‘I think I really wanted this!’. That was magical for me.

  110. Gareth Wyndham Hughes May 5, 2016 at 12:46 am -  Reply

    We were very unlucky not to have our own little baby and after years of trying my wife and I sadly agreed not to pursue it anymore. It was heart breaking.
    In 2012 we started to think about adoption. It was an emotional journey and stressful to say the least.
    2014 we made it, proud parents to a beautiful four year old boy called Jack. Our dreams and wishes came true “I’m a dad” and Christmas was only five months away.
    As the weeks went buy all we could think about was our new little family at Christmas. Jack was very excited and thrilled at having his first proper family Christmas. My emotions of joy was high. The weather turned cold, time to hang the Christmas decorations. We had fun Christmas music at high volume all day long. Time to place the star on top of the tree I had Jack on my shoulder reaching for the top of the tree. Magic moments like this makes us so proud of Jack a memory we will treasure for ever.
    Christmas Eve, we had a clear frosty stary night. You could feel the Christmas magic through the house, we were excited, our first Christmas, lucky new parents indeed.
    It was time for Jack to go to bed and I asked him what do you want from Santa? and he said a penguin. My wife red the seasonal favourite The night before Christmas. I had a grin from ear to ear. We kissed Jack and wished him a Merry Christmas and hoped that Santa would would be hear soon.
    Christmas morning and I was up before Jack. The best Christmas we ever had. Music, laughter, toys, food and of course our son Jack.

  111. Emma Perry May 5, 2016 at 1:04 am -  Reply

    My most magical christmas moment was Christmas just gone, when mu parents gave me the most wonderful gift ever. A number of years ago my dear nan passed away and I was given her engagement ring to cherish. Unfortunately just a week after this the Sapphire gem fell out of it and was never found so I have been unable to wear it since and it’s been safely stored away in my jewellery box for years since.
    Well fast forward to this Christmas day and I was presented with a wrapped up little box which I carefully opened with excitement, all the family watching – as I lifted the lid my eyes lit up as I realised it was my nans ring with a brand new shiny Sapphire gem stone in it! Obviously I balled my eyes out with emotion and put it straight on my finger! I was a blubbering wreck but they were tears of joy, I was finally able to wear my lovely nans ring again…..mum had sneakily pinched the ring from my jewellery box a month before and had it fixed with a Sapphire from an old ring of hers so it’s even more special to me now. Best and most magical Christmas ever and best gift ever xxx

    • Deborah Phillips May 8, 2016 at 12:27 pm -  Reply

      Dear Emma, I completely understand. I lost the ring my mother was wearing when she died. I wore it always and thought I could never forgive myself for being so careless, but it was found!! The joy of the connection with our family that jewellery brings is beyond words. We are both very lucky and blessed.

  112. Frances Heaton May 5, 2016 at 7:44 am -  Reply

    The awesome surprise in children’s eyes as they discover that Father Christmas has left them a present they have longed for!

  113. v c May 5, 2016 at 7:52 am -  Reply

    The best christmas has to be the one watching my first grandchild be born 10 days late on christmas eve, and then bringing him and his mum home on christmas day, as they lived with us for the first 3 years of his life it was always a hive of activity celebrating his birthday on christmas eve and then christmas day watching him opening more presents.and enjoying having all the family together when possible.

  114. Ros May 5, 2016 at 3:03 pm -  Reply

    Although we don’t have a lot ourselves and have been through some tough times in life, as a family we were touched by the plight of the child refugees in the news last Christmas and we put ourselves forward to foster an unaccompanied child. We have just been approved to foster and I am leaping at the phone each time it rings!! We hope to make this a very special Christmas in 2017.

    • Ros May 6, 2016 at 6:24 pm -  Reply

      Sorry hit the wrong number key – should read 2016!!

  115. Sue hewer May 5, 2016 at 6:34 pm -  Reply

    The best Christmas is when you have all your family together to share Christmas and to make new memories

  116. leanne weir May 5, 2016 at 8:56 pm -  Reply

    i will never forget this xmas. it was the first time my boy understood and it was magical

  117. Hannah Smith May 5, 2016 at 9:06 pm -  Reply

    Spending time with the family and going for a lovely walk through the woods every year.

  118. Amanda May 5, 2016 at 10:46 pm -  Reply

    I have varied memories of Christmas, from the first one I can remember…… Every week we would go to town to pick my mum up from work and I would stare longingly in the toy shop window at a beautiful pram that had yellow flowers on the side. One week I went to have a look and it wasn’t there, I cried all the way home! Imagine my face when on Christmas morning I wake up to the pram at the bottom of my bed with a pile of knitted blankets and dolls clothes my nana had made for me. I remember going out for a walk and was so proud of my pram.

    My second memory is not so good as many years later after the family relationships had broken down I found myself spending a few Christmases alone, watching families having wonderful times together and wondering if I would be that lucky to have a family to celebrate Christmas with.

    Fast forward a few years later I have a wonderful husband who is a big kid and a son that I never thought I would have had and we have wonderful memories of the Christmases we have spent together with my new family and friends that are honourary family members.

    I Never forget though that Christmas is wonderful for some but can also be a sad time for others and I always raise my glass in a silent toast for better Christmases to come for them x

  119. Karl Cook May 6, 2016 at 8:33 am -  Reply

    My first Christmas married to my best friend in the world Jackie was THE BEST EVER IN MY WHOLE LIFE, We decided to really spoil each other with it being our first Christmas as a married couple together and it was gifts galore. And to see her face opening all her COCO CHANEL favourite products was awesome. And it was also the first Christmas with our beautiful foster daughter who at the time was horse crazy, but I didn’t buy her a real horse, instead we give her a massive cuddly horse the size of her bed and she started crying as she unwrapped it, bless her. as she had previously had a troubled little life before she came to live with us at the age of 12. Pleased to say QVC CHRISTMAS DAY IS ALWAYS ON IN OUR HOUSE AS IT REALLY DOES FEEL LIKE WE ARE ALL ONE BIG FAMILY AT THIS MAGICKAL TIME OF THE YEAR, AND ALWAYS HAVE MY RANGE OF CHRISTMAS YANKEE CANDLES BURNING DAY AND NIGHT. ROLL ON CHRISTMAS IN JULY ON QVC SO I CAN START PLANNING CHRISTMAS 2016 FOR THE NEXT 6 MONTHS! MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE AT QVC.

  120. Karen Clarke May 6, 2016 at 9:13 am -  Reply

    Can’t get my story to save is there another way to enter??

  121. Karen Clarke May 6, 2016 at 9:19 am -  Reply

    Approx 22yrs ago I went on a blind date via Teletext and met a man in the McDonald’s car park in Newark, Notts. When I asked him why he replied to on advert if said that as I was in Sales I hopefully “wouldn’t have a face that frightened babies!” what a fab start!! We went out for a couple of months but split up when he went back to his ex who he eventually married. the marriage didn’t last and we tried again about 12yrs later and then again in 2010. Both these times were unsuccessful due to circumstances outside our control his father had passed and then my dad passed both events that affected dash of us very deeply causing us to split each time again! Each meeting and split was never as a result of a major fall out but always following events which diverted our emergies and emotions elsewhere! During the times when we were not together we had no contact or correspondence at all…. Until about a year ago when he added me on Facebook!! I spent this summer watching his day to day life evolving b4 my eyes: holidays, days out, work! sometimes with his daughter, often times with a new partner!! Then it all went quiet last Sept with just the odd Facebook post! My life was just pottering along with no longterm/special partner. Following an accident at work in 2012 I felt that I was just working sleeping so I booked a flight to Chicago to go and see my best friends in the world for thanksgiving!! Anyway about 10 days b4 I was due to fly out, I was sitting on my sofa catching up on Facebook and there he was again having done some work in London, been to an award presentation for his daughter, now 13, and then shooting up to Edinburgh to do some more work. I’d always had a soft spot for this particular gentleman and as we had never really fallen out because we were incompatible, I always felt that there was “unfinished business” between us!! In a moment of madness I sent him a private message asking if he would like to carry my suitcase to Chicago. Then I sat and waited and waited! I am not the most patient person and when I did not receive an immediate response I could not understand why he had not replied and put it to the back of my mind! Anyway I “eventually” got an answer 2/3 days later saying that he was working in Edinburgh. I replied saying that was OK as I was not going until 22nd Nov! The long and short of it all was that he sent me his home phone number and I called him on the 15th when we came back from Edinburgh and we spent over 4hrs catching up and arranging to meet the next day to go for something to eat. It was like we had never been apart and WE flew to Chicago on 22nd Nov 2015! We had a fab holiday with my friends and we are still together now! So for me it was magical waking up last Christmas madly in love AGAIN! And looking forward to the rest of my life with an amazing man!! Love u Mr Rowlett!! Xx

  122. Amy Taylor May 6, 2016 at 11:11 am -  Reply

    Gazing at the twinkly Christmas lights for ages whilst Mum cooked the dinner and Raymond Briggs’ Father Christmas was on in the background.

  123. janice farrow May 6, 2016 at 11:30 am -  Reply

    Looking ford to Christmas in july as I can start buying for xmas

  124. Catherine May 6, 2016 at 1:38 pm -  Reply

    I flew back for Christmas to my parents house, it was wonderful, Edinburgh at Christmas is beautiful. We woke up early and had salmon canapés (my mum really gets into the cooking). Whilst the ham was in the oven we had a long walk around Arthurs Seat to see the swans at Duddington. Then we ate (ham, roast potatoes, yams, green bean casserole, sauce/gravy), we exchanged presents and we talked about our presents.
    Our rule is that we cannot spend over £20 on each person – unless the gift came from a charity shop. Then we watched DVDs until we fell asleep on the sofa. Very low key – but also my favourite family day

  125. Alejandro May 6, 2016 at 6:42 pm -  Reply

    To me Christmas is about going the extra mile. My son never asked for anything expensive, just something requiring imagination. He asked one year for a signed photo of Santa, so I queued for hours, me six foot tall and alone, in amongst tiny tots, and when I got to the front of the queue I had the ask Santa could I have a photo please and could he sign it – I then walked away, empty handed without a present, but proudly waving my polaroid around in the air to dry!! I guess today I would be asking Santa for a selfie! I think this would be a good feature for your Christmas campaign – the Santa selfie :)

  126. Eileen Thirkill May 6, 2016 at 9:36 pm -  Reply

    My earliest recolections of Christmases were in Gibraltar, where I was born and grew up. The excitment leading up to the season was magical. If there was ever any home decorating to be done, it was done at Christmas. So, for me, smells play a very important part. Freshly painted walls, the smell of new lino laid down and of course the food smells. Mum used to decorate the house beautifully. Our Christmas tree was hand made by a friend (these days you could call it bespoke…lol ). All the baubles were glass, no plastic ones in those days. They were stored in their original boxes in tissue paper for years. We were not allowed to touch! Everything twinkled, everything smelt. Mum and Dad would cross the border to nearby, La Linea in Spain to buy the fresh turkey. Chosen by them and plucked whilst they waited. The beautifully scented satsumas were a must, as were the nuts. To this day, a tradition that I keep. One Christmas I woke up to find the doll that I so wanted, at the foot of my bed. Dressed in a school uniform like mine. Grandma had made it for the dolly that I named Hazel. When I was more grown up my parents gave me a black and white Mary Quant purse. I can still see it. When I got married I left Gibraltar and moved around. We lived in Bermuda and until very recently in UK. I have been fortunate to experience Christmas in many countries and more recently in Australia, where my son and his family live. Now in my retirement, I find myself back ‘home’ in Gibraltar. My life has gone round in a full circle. At Christmas I become that child again! I play my Christmas music about a month before to get into the spirit. I try to re-create the magic of my childhood Christmases. The children amongst us now listen intently to our stories of way back then. We did not have as much as they have now but those are the memories that I cherish the most, it was better in those days!!

  127. Jacqueline Fawcett May 7, 2016 at 4:57 pm -  Reply

    I remember when I was younger getting a barbie bike and being sooo happy! :)

  128. Joseph May 7, 2016 at 8:05 pm -  Reply

    When I was a child my mum always made sure that we thought of others as she was Christian and the most important thing for her was that you were modest and had a good heart. I was a boy scout and when Santa arrived at the hall with his sack of presents I was the only scout that had brought a present for him. The leaders and adults all went awww and I was so embarrassed as I noticed no one else gave him a present but I do remember I couldn’t see much of his face as his beard was too big but I could tell from his eyes he was emotional. There were lots of red faces that night mine from embarrassment a flustered Santa and a proud mum :)

  129. marilyn jones May 7, 2016 at 11:38 pm -  Reply

    It’s 1976
    it’s Christmas day
    l am in a hospital bed
    seventy miles away
    away from my family,friends and home
    my body is smashed and I am all alone
    l have life changing injuries
    three months l have laid here
    l am going to be in hospital for most of next year
    what kept me sane on that longest of Christmas days
    where cherished Christmas childhood memories that
    shone brightly through my medicated haze
    the magic of Christmases past fed my soul
    and healed my sadness
    love beyond love swept up in the frantic madness of
    decorating a silver tree,finding special foodie treatsb
    a loving home filled with excitable laughter and many a twinkling light
    waking with my siblings to listen for Santa throughout the night
    the most tender special memories that filled my head
    and made a lonely Christmas bearable for my nineteen year old self
    as l lay badly injured in that hospital bed
    to me my childhood memories are as special as angels breath and like angels wings they
    carried me through the toughest of times

  130. Dawn Bridge May 8, 2016 at 8:14 am -  Reply

    Christmas is our favourite time of the year. Most of November my husband, clears & arranges the most magical Chistmas display outside our home & then the closest weekend to 1st Dec is our official lights switch on. My wonderful husband dresses as Santa, myself & a few friends dress as his elf helpers & we dish out mulled wine & mince pies & then count down to switch our lights on. It’s sooo incredible, the atmosphere, happy faces & general sense of happiness all round. We are know locally as the Christmas house & children call me the Chistmas lady!! We also collect for charity too. Simply the most wonderful time of the year!!!!

  131. Andrea Stark May 8, 2016 at 8:16 am -  Reply

    My magical Christmas moment is always on Christmas Eve. I love it when both my children are bathed and in their Christmas pyjamas. We sit down as a family to watch a Christmas film and eat our favourite munchies! After that the excitement it palpable in the house as my boys go to bed thinking about the morning time!!!

  132. leonie malik May 8, 2016 at 8:28 am -  Reply

    Magic of christmas for me was my daughters first christmas she was only 3 months old but it was spending time with her and enjoying opening her presents also realising that I am so lucky i have alot more christmas to spend with her

  133. Sarah May 8, 2016 at 8:31 am -  Reply

    A few years ago, we’d tuned in to our first Charlie bears show; my parents on one sofa, and I on the other, with my iPad. “Malcolm” bear came on the screen and we were all very taken with him. My Dad said, “I never had a teddy bear growing up.” He had a very loving family, so we were surprised, to say the least. “Well, I was a war baby. There weren’t many toys around.” Two minutes later, my Mum is surreptitiously, quietly mouthing at me, whilst pointing at the TV then the iPad, “Buy Malcolm! Buy Malcolm!” So, Christmas Day, and at the age of 73, my Dad opens his present, and finally owns his first teddy bear; and what a bear! He was delighted! Malcolm sits pride of place in the sitting room.

  134. Karen Heaton May 8, 2016 at 8:35 am -  Reply

    A very special Christmas memory springs to mind every festive season. My mother lovingly decorating our amazing tree with her children’s help, faces in awe, and my father arriving home to witness the awesome sight and bursting out in song ‘oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree, I got thee from QVC’ !
    Happy happy times!

  135. Natalia May 8, 2016 at 8:40 am -  Reply

    The magical moment for me is being with my family and seeing their faces when they open their gifts. Nothing is more important then your family at Christmas.

  136. Mrs N Simpson May 8, 2016 at 9:54 am -  Reply

    Too many to mention them all. But I’ve had 24 magical Christmas’s. 24 years since my oldest Child was born, and even though the kids are now adults, it’s still magical with them around. P’s. I even still put snacks out for santa on Xmas eve….. The kids think I’ve lost the plot. But I think it’s magical.

  137. Christine dewhirst May 8, 2016 at 10:27 am -  Reply

    My favourite memory is putting up the decorations and seeing my sons face at the Santa train going round the tree I bought it from QVC when
    for his first Christmas and we still use it he is now 20

  138. Dorothy Bozwell May 8, 2016 at 10:39 am -  Reply

    This Christmas story has always made me laugh. My Mother in law related this to me, always with a frown on her face as she has never forgotten it. Times were very hard in the 1940s, with the war coming to an end. The family were determined to have a good Christmas and a goose was gifted to my father in law as a repayment for helping a farmer during hard times. The family decided to look after the goose, and fed it up daily with what little scraps they had left from the dining table. This took months to achieve the final result just before Christmas Day. A beautiful, fat goose that would see them through all over Christmas. On Christmas Eve the dreaded deed was to take place-the killing of the goose, everyone in a state of anxiety as to how best to do it. The family marched into the back garden and in a blink of an eye the goose raised its head and took off. Christmas Day dinner had gone forever. But who got to goose.

  139. Jan May 8, 2016 at 10:47 am -  Reply

    I am retired now and the only true white Christmas in London was in 1970.

    At the beginning of November my young three year old daughter and I had given up thoughts of snow for Christmas, as the weather was so warm. Then suddenly late afternoon on Christmas Eve, the wind turned really cold. My daughter, who was already excited said “Mummy, I can feel Christmas coming!”

    It was funny really as I could feel it as well. The air had that special snow-like chill.

    That evening, my daughter who was tucked snug in her bed, the first glimmering snowflakes started to fall. Two friends arrived. Christmas was here. By the time they left, the snow was falling thick and fast and was settling heavily on the ground. The street, normally grey and busy, became a beautiful and quiet Christmas wonderland in the matter of a couple of hours. I will never forget that magical Christmas Eve.

    About 5am the next morning I heard shrieks coming from my daughter’s bedroom. “Mummy, mummy, Santa’s been and he’s brought all the snow!” She exclaimed with a real and genuine excitement.

    She stood there gaping and ran around the flat gasping at the sight of the south London rooftops sparkling in the early morning sunlight. That truly was the most memorable, wonderful Christmas ever.

  140. Tammie Stephenson May 8, 2016 at 11:01 am -  Reply

    On December 24th at 7.30pm our 8 month old son was rushed into hospital with breathing difficulties, within hours he was on a life support machine.
    With 5 other children at home nobody wanted to open presents on Christmas morning.
    As a family we decided to postpone Christmas Day until Samuel came home.
    We prayed daily at his bedside until our Prayers were answered on January 3rd when he took a breath for himself.
    Our magical Christmas moment was when he finally came home on January 11th and we all opened our gifts TOGETHER.
    I was and still am in awe of my other children and the selfless decision they made to wait.
    No other Christmas will compare to the one we were re-united as a family.

  141. Karen Lau May 8, 2016 at 11:09 am -  Reply

    My cousins always came to our house for Christmas dinner. We stayed with my grandparents so there were 5 adults and 6 children to be seated. Prime position was the main table followed by a tiny card table and the short straw of the tray on your knee on the sofa. Various combinations of children at each eating station were tried and tested and this one year I was offered a place at the big table along with my eldest female cousin and all the adults. I let myself down dreadfully ( I would have been about 7 at the time ) by getting a fit of the giggles during the soup starter which resulted in me being swiftly removed and having to eat my dinner outside the dining room in the hall. Did I stop laughing? Nope. Did my cousin (15 years old) get the giggle too? Yes. Did she end up outside in the hall with me? Yup! I remember it as one of the funniest Christmas dinners I ever had and I still have no idea what started me off giggling.

  142. zena May 8, 2016 at 11:33 am -  Reply

    My son was 4 when he came In our bedroom with his stocking saying santas been he opened up the stocking and was well chuffed with his pad pen sweets,so I told him shall we go in front room and see if Santa left any presents under tree he was so shocked that he might have more presents under tree,when he saw his face was so shocked he said Santa must really like me , at the end of day he was so gratefull when we went to nans and grandad he was Santa came to your house too.

  143. Gill May 8, 2016 at 11:51 am -  Reply

    I only have one child and he is 23. I had got the Christmas decorations, presents of course a lot from QVC , food and drinks. My son works abroad and told me that he couldn’t come over for Christmas as he had to stay and work. I was alright with this, but really deep down was upset . My son has his birthday in January, got his presents ready for him , some again from QVC , again couldn’t get the time off from work. Late January early February , my son was coming to visit. I got the Christmas tree, etc , Christmas presents and birthday presents under the tree, food and drinks ready. We celebrated Christmas , it was late but it was one of the magical moments and I’ll never forget.

  144. Deborah Phillips May 8, 2016 at 12:20 pm -  Reply

    The memories build every year, being part of the Christian family around the world. We love the rituals, the certainly of knowing that everyone is making preparations, planning the days of feasting, choosing the presents simple or extravagant to give to those we love. Each year has its joys and grief, but we unpack the trinkets, dress the tree (often with tears running down my cheeks, remembering my loved ones gone or far away who have given me special things for the tree) and after the big build up, the solace of midnight service, the gilded turkey and finally collapsing on the sofa to watch the well worn movies. Rush out to the seaside to blow the old year away and make new memories for another year. Christmas is precious to me, either with a house full or just us and the cats. If we can, we gather in as many friends as we can to share. We are so lucky.

  145. Joan McVeigh May 8, 2016 at 12:24 pm -  Reply

    Each Christmas morning Dad lit the fire before allowing us downstairs to open our presents. My brother, sister and I were standing at the top of the stairs when we heard the magic words. There was not enough room in our terraced house for the three of us to go down abreast but we tried anyway and inevitably fell halfway down. As it was Christmas day no-one felt their bruises until lunchtime when I discovered that my ring was embedded in my finger and Dad had to use a pair of pliers to remove it. We were always thoroughly spoilt at Christmas and despite the tumbles that day was as magical as ever.

  146. Jessica Partington May 8, 2016 at 2:16 pm -  Reply

    What is a magical Christmas? Is it waking up on Christmas Day to lots of presents, is it being surrounded by blankets of white snow, or is it leaving the dinner table more stuffed than the turkey itself. Christmas is magical in so many different ways and to so many different people. To me Christmas is magical because it’s the time of the year when anyone and everyone comes together. I am surrounded by all my family and I wouldn’t have it any other way. It is a time of giving and sharing and enjoying. It is a time of forgetting what has gone wrong throughout the year and focusing on what is to come with the new. As I’ve grown up I value more and more the people I share my Christmas with rather than the gifts I receive. I am so grateful for all the food that my family put in front of us and for the warm embrace. I look forward to the Christmas service and sharing warm wishes and coming together to celebrate the birth and story of Jesus. To be honest I just love Christmas, I just love the core of it but also everything that comes with it. I love even more the thought of entering the new year with the same caring, loving and wonderful people and all the possibilities and hopes that are in store.

  147. Joanne Dallos May 8, 2016 at 3:27 pm -  Reply

    My earliest memory of Christmas was when I must of been 4 years old and my sister was 7.I remember us rushing down stairs the house was dark and silent and us peering round the door and both gasping at the same time he’s been!! running back upstairs to get get mum and dad .Then all of us coming Down and we began excitedly open our presents, I remember dad lighting the fire and the multi coloured lights on the tree twinkling from behind the strands of tinsel! I felt so lucky I had the tiny tears doll I had wanted for so long and a small dolls house it was just magical! Then later we would enjoy an anormus dinner and settle down later to watch tv and the huge tin of roses would come out . Christmas was always a happy family time time as we grew up and now I love it even more I have my whole family round and we make it such a special family day a in the year we can all be together the tree lights on the fire lite it’s just magical!

  148. Aimee Durtnall May 8, 2016 at 3:34 pm -  Reply

    My family rescued a black cat when he was a year old from a terribly cruel home his owner was physically abusive towards him.
    So we put him in a bag one day and took him home… he lived for 10 years.
    Every single New year after the Christmas season was all over and we would take down the tree he would always leave a little “present” underneath. .. at first my mum was furious but as the years went on it became some what of a tradition… we miss him so much as he passed a couple of years ago but for all you cat lovers out there rest assured Stanley did in fact get his own back on that nasty mamwho once owned him.. he went back and eat his budgie!

  149. karen somerville May 8, 2016 at 3:44 pm -  Reply

    christmas for me is simply FAMILY .everybody getting the tree ready,putting on xmas music .getting decorations out of roof space fighting and laughing who broke my favourite tartan baubles i never let them forget every year ! no cooking at xmas going out for dinner and just chilling and haveing lots of fun and laughter and lots of xmas memories .merry christmas everyone !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  150. Jeanette hollinghurst May 9, 2016 at 6:53 am -  Reply

    I have 5 daughters and 11 grandchildren Christmas presents start in thing I do I buy the presents monthly then the present I buy I show it to each my girl’s to see there reaction. I Love it I say that your. Other sister’s. The show how much they. Like.the present then come Christmas day I have presents in a Xmas. Bag and say pick a bag when they open bag. They are thrilled so I get to see the excitement. Again I love love love giving roll on Christmas. It is.the most wonderful. Time of the. Year

  151. frances saxby May 9, 2016 at 3:10 pm -  Reply

    when christmas comes my dad would get so excited as it was his birthday on christmas eve and he would always insist on birthday presents on his birthday not joint ones with christmas. he would get all the children excited. now that he is not with us any more we still celebrate christmas eve separately and we all share silly stories about dad which always makes christmas start with a little magic.

  152. Louise kurn May 9, 2016 at 3:45 pm -  Reply

    3 years ago was my worst Xmas ever being diagnosed with throat cancer some 3 months before Xmas and going through the treatment made me very sick and with 5 children my friends and family rallied round and tried to make it as good as we could for them at least so now I treasure every moment of Xmas right down to buying the presents to dressing the tree to packing away the toys on boxing day! So all I can say is treasure every moment with your family and friends as you never know what’s around the corner to change everything forever I may not be the same as I was but I’m here to see my children enjoy more Xmas and that’s more important than anything else xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

  153. KRYSTAL CUNNINGHAM May 9, 2016 at 4:46 pm -  Reply

    Before the days of Xbox and Playstation, there was….SUPERVISION. My brother was desperate for this handheld computer Mum said she would try very hard but it was a tough year. On Christmas day, with our presents piled high we unwrapped them in a frenzy, my little brother was only about 10 years old held it together well bless him as Mum had spent the week saying the Supervision had sold out and she had the newspaper to prove it. He rejoiced at all the gifts and as he picked up the last present it was not in a shape you would expect a handheld computer to be in when he had finished unwrapping it he burst into tears. It was a SUPERVISION!!! I will never forget that moment or the look of pride on Mum’s face, because it was a very tough time, looking back as an adult I can’t see how she did it, but that’s Mum’s for you. Santa’s little helpers!!

  154. Danielle Graves May 9, 2016 at 8:35 pm -  Reply

    My son is 3 and a half, and I have always dreamed of magical christmas times with him but sadly he’s never been very keen on christmas and would cry when we tried to get him to open his presents, until christmas just gone where he loved it and really engaged with all his gifts, visiting family and ate all his christmas dinner. Seeing him so happy and cheerful was the best gift i could have ever asked for.

  155. Alexander Kyle May 9, 2016 at 9:07 pm -  Reply

    Having lived abroad for many years where Christmas was on the beach with the sun shining, my best Christmas ever has to be the winter of 2010 as we had just returned to the UK and rented a cottage on a small estate surrounded by woodland and fields. My mum got up opened the curtains and squealed as the countryside was covered in deep, white snow three feet high with just a few tiny bird and paw prints from the wildlife. We all jumped out of bed and ran downstairs and we were all so excited. We hadn’t decorated our house as we had our belongings in storage but suddenly the snow had done all the hard work for us. Although we might long for a sandy beach and warm sunshine when it’s grey and cold here in the UK, you can’t beat the excitement that a white Christmas brings.

  156. Sandra Benson May 9, 2016 at 10:50 pm -  Reply

    Christmas was always a magical time growing up especially when Mum had my first baby sister on Christmas Day. Later memories of running upstairs at six in the morning to let Mum and Dad know he’d been with my four brothers and sisters was magical too. The most magical Christmas though was the one where my husband and I had bought a wreck of a house to do up as we were having another baby. The house sprung a leak with water running everywhere three days before. Why is it raining inside my four year old son asked? Contacting insurers and builders Christmas week was enough especially when eight months pregnant. My magical daughter came into the world in Christmas Eve. Taking her home from hospital as it started snowing on Christmas Day was the best every worry just melted away. Magical so many things about that Christmas made it the best ever and the memories keep in. The house got sorted and is now filled with goodies from QVC and my early baby is now 16!

  157. Julie Ashmore May 10, 2016 at 6:24 am -  Reply

    Hi my favourite Christmas was 50 years ago this year, it was our wedding day. We go married on Christmas Eve on the 24th December 1966. I had a velvet white wedding dress and my bridesmaids wore velvet as well, the weather was lovely at the time, drizzly first thing but when I arrived at Chapel every was good. We spent our honeymoon at my new husbands sister in Wales as she couldn’t make the ceremony. My mum and dad had a lovely day even though they did think no one would come with it being Christmas. We are now planning a Golden Wedding on the 24th December.

  158. Sue Giles May 10, 2016 at 6:04 pm -  Reply

    A Christmas Prayer Answered

    Having been married for ten years my husband and I suffered a bad marriage breakdown in 1985. I returned to my husband that November, three weeks before Christmas, after a very painful three month separation. After a lot of soul searching we both decided to give it another go! During my absence my husband had squandered all our savings and was unemployed. We found ourselves with no money to get our two young children any presents let alone buy a turkey so being strong Christians we decided to pray for help but hadn’t told anyone of our predicament. We just believed and waited on God.
    Three days before Christmas there was a knock at the door and there was a friend holding a big box of toys and games. Then there was a 2nd, 3rd and 4th knock resulting in our being given not one but three fresh turkeys!!! Imagine our joy and amazement, we were all completely bowled over by the way in which our prayers had been answered and full of the joys of Christmas! Reunited and very blessed – A Magical Christmas Indeed!!!!!

    Sent from my iPad

  159. catherine plant May 10, 2016 at 10:54 pm -  Reply

    Last year was my sons 2nd christmas. For weeks he had been pointing out and going mad over the giant bears at costco. We bought one and sneaked it to my mums until christmas eve. Christmas eve we brought it to ours and put it next to the christmas tree. When he came down christmas morning he was so excited he kept hugging it and pointing at the bear. He gives it a love every night before bed.

  160. Ali Benitez May 10, 2016 at 11:55 pm -  Reply

    On the build up to Christmas last year, our old blind dog woke up one morning unable to walk in a straight line, going round in tight circles with his head tilted to one side and completely disorientated. His eyes were moving rapidly from side to side and he was very shaky on his feet, We were all heartbroken, he looked like he had suffered a stroke there were lots of tears and we assumed it would be the end as we set off to the vets. However, the vet gave us some medication and said to take him home over Christmas and see if there was any improvement in a few days. Well early on Christmas day I could hear thudding on the hall floor, a steady rhythm like a heartbeat. I went to investigate and there was the old boy lying in his bed with his tail wagging like mad!!! He made a good recovery within a week or so and he’s still here enjoying life. I couldn’t have wished for a better gift last year – it would be lovely to see a much loved elderly dog in your Christmas ad.

  161. Matthew Chater May 11, 2016 at 10:45 am -  Reply

    christmas 2015 – our first as a family of three. Although my son had no idea what was going on it was so magical. i cant wait for him to understand – it will be even more magical

  162. Helen jones May 11, 2016 at 2:57 pm -  Reply

    Magical Christmas moments are many over the years but the best was seeing my grandchildren play on Christmas morning – and the best gifts for them were the large boxes and bags to crawl into – the wrapping was more precious that the gifts

  163. Dawn Pratt May 12, 2016 at 3:40 pm -  Reply

    Waking up every christmas morning to find a present on my bed was a standard christmas for my family it allowed us to open a present usually a toy to play with so that we didnt wake our parents too early. One year my car decided to leave me a present at the bottom of my bed too…. 5 little kittens. They were just hours old and my cat was feeding them I was 8 and the best present i ever had

  164. ann cain May 13, 2016 at 1:32 pm -  Reply

    I remember a Christmas when I was nine and always wanted a recod player and a timex watch and I had both,then I rememberd other children would not get anything so I asked my mom and dad if I could give my watch to a little girl who had nothing for Christmas and both my parents said it is your watch you can do want you want so I went to my friends house and gave her the watch and told her santa had left it at my house by mistake,she was so happy and so were her parents. And let us not forget the real meaning of Christmas.

  165. Lindsey Stuart May 13, 2016 at 8:14 pm -  Reply

    I always remember when I was age 7, My granny and granda turned up at our house on christmas eve! It was such a lovely surprise as they lived over 400 miles away and we wasn’t expecting them to travel up.
    They had LOTS of presents and Food!!! It was just wonderful in every way possible and I would do anything to bring them back for one more christmas at least!

  166. Linda Edwards May 13, 2016 at 10:28 pm -  Reply

    Just before last Christmas my Husband Ray and I went away to Scotland for a Mountains and Mistletoe weekend. In the space of three days,we celebrated,Christmas eve,Christmas day and New years eve. It was fabulous. Came home the next day…and on the next weekend celebrated Christmas all over again…It was Magical..Going to do it all over again this year…

  167. Kerry Bennett May 14, 2016 at 8:51 pm -  Reply

    The most magical Christmas moment I have had was taking my children to Lapland, the scenery and surroundings made it the most wonderful experience ever, if you don’t come away from Lapland feeling the Christmas spirit then there is no hope for you! I don’t know who was more excited to see Santa, me or the kids!

  168. Lianne clarke May 14, 2016 at 9:21 pm -  Reply

    The first Christmas my mum smiled after my dad died was this year. Her first grandchild, my daughter was 8 weeks old. She is a very special baby after years of infertility treatment. From picking the tree early December to decorating the house and Christmas shopping. My mum couldn’t stop beaming.

  169. Gina Patterson May 15, 2016 at 9:42 am -  Reply

    We retired to Orkney which has a lovely range of local shops but they do have a limited choice of items. Its a gap which QVC fills and so we never need to feel that we are missing out on the major and designer brands as they are delivered to our door with a click of a button on the QVC Website.

    However our first Christmas in Orkney we were surprised to see the local shops begin to put giant thick planks of wood across their windows. Right down the main street, shop after shop began to get boarded up. Even the side streets had the huge planks across the windows. All the way through Kirkwall’s winding streets the barricading of the doors and windows happened. Then on Christmas Day we found out why.

    Orkney has a game which is played on Christmas Day and New Years Day called the Ba. The Kirkwall Ba’ is a mass-football game played out in the streets of the town. The men and boys of Kirkwall are designated either “Uppies” or “Doonies”. Whether you were an Uppie or a Doonie originally depended upon the individual’s place of birth or the way you first entered Kirkwall. The ba is a handmade leather ball and a new ba is made for every game.

    The game begins outside St Magnus Cathedral and the Uppie goal is a wall one end of the town, and the Doonies have to get the ba’ into the harbour. There are no rules and the game is rough (so tourists and newcomers are advised not to play). However serious injuries to players are fairly rare but spectators might get hurt when the pack breaks as you need to be able to get out of their way fast.

    A steam breathing scrum forms around the leather trophy when it is thrown up at the start of the game and a heaving throng of men push and pulling to try and gain a few metres nearer their goal. The game can last for hours so local cafes provide hot food and drink (chips in the open air for Christmas day lunch!).

    When a goal is reached, the ba’ is given to a player chosen by the winning side.

    We had heard about the game before hand, and took our grown children and my mother down to watch it. It is an amazing spectacle and we all really enjoyed a very different Christmas Day to the ones we used to have.

  170. Elizabeth Clark May 15, 2016 at 10:41 am -  Reply

    It was Xmas of 1980 I was 9 years old and my brother Thomas was 11. My dad was a hard working man but a heavy drinker whereas my mum was teetotal and worked 4 jobs just to keep our heads above water. She would give us the Kays catalogue to look through each year and we had to tick the things we would like from Santa and he would bring some of them. As normally Thomas and I would start raking for the pressies around the beginning of December and on que we did that year. “Yyyaaasssssssss” I yelled – I has just found my grey Fame ra ra skirt and sweatshirt that was top of my list so no need to rake anymore. My family had a very strict catholic belief and the rule was you had to wear your new clothes to mass first so I knew what I was wearing to Christmass mass and couldn’t wait. Christmas Eve came and we were put to bed at 10pm but there was a commotion in the back garden a short time later. I was in a panic as usual but my mum wouldn’t let us look out the window she just said someone had fell on the path at the back – LIES what had actually happened was my dad had just returned from the pub with Bobby from next door and my mum had planked all the Xmas pressies in the brick shed in the garden and my dad had lost the key in the pub. Him and Bobby had to break down the shed door . Next morning I could hardly contain myself with excitement as I got everyone up and we went downstairs to see what Santa had brought. As usual the living room floor was covered in presents one half mine, one half Thomas’s. My mum ordered every single thing we had ticked in the catalogue and paid it up all year hence the 4 jobs. I had lots of lovely gifts but couldn’t believe when I’d opened the last one and still no Fame suit. My mum must have seen my lip trembling and asked if I didn’t like my presents. I felt awful for being so ungrateful but it was nearly time to get ready for mass and my outfit wasn’t there. I told my mum what was wrong and she said “I’m sure Santa got a Fame suit he must just have forgot where he put it” ” it’s alright Mam it’s in the airing cupboard in your room – Elizabeth found it about a month ago” piped up Thomas x

  171. karim khimji May 15, 2016 at 10:59 am -  Reply

    Seeing my sons get their first christmas present!

  172. Gill Carrington May 15, 2016 at 2:50 pm -  Reply

    Christmas is a very special time for me. The Christingle service held on Christmas eve in my local church is simply wonderful. The church is always packed to the rafters with families bringing their extremely excited children to light their Christingle candles and sing their Christmas songs. I am always deeply moved by it. Christmas day is cooking, after days and weeks of prep. for the people that I love. It is usually pretty chaotic, with some unusual makeshift seating arrangements. My family poke fun at my Christmas tree, which is now in it’s forty ninth year, with some of it’s decorations over sixty years old. The fairy on the top, however, is a mere thirty eight. Hardly a “Hyacinth Bucket” job, but I love it, and wouldn’t dream of replacing it. This coming Christmas will be the forty ninth Christmas dinner I have cooked and although I vow each year, when it’s over and I plonk in the chair with a well earned gin and tonic, that I will delegate the job to a younger family member, I know deep down that it’s what I love to do, and shall keep doing it for as long as God allows me to.

  173. Nicola Mason May 15, 2016 at 5:38 pm -  Reply

    Magical Christmas moment was when i was a young girl coming from a big family receiving presents from father christmas often not what i had asked for as ‘father christmas had ran out of stock’, now as a mum myself i apreciate the cost of christmas and find myself having to make this my reason for not being as able as i’d like to provide some gifts my 7 year old asks for. Makes me really apreciate the cost of Christmas and everything families do to make it a special time especially for the children. Now prompts me to make shoe boxes of little gifts for those less fortunate at what should be a magical time for all.

  174. Tracy May 15, 2016 at 6:18 pm -  Reply

    When my niece and nephew were very small around 2 and 4 my mum did a lucky dip for tree presents. Tree presents are a tradition in our family and are small presents left on the tree which we open in the evening before the children go to bed. This year my mum decided to do something to make Christmas even more magical and buried the tree presents in a big tub full of shredded paper. Of course the children loved it and it wasn’t long before there was an indoor snow storm of paper all over the living room. It was so much fun for the children and the adults and I don’t think I have ever laughed so much. Truly magical and a moment we still talk about now and will remember forever xx

  175. Kelly Hemmings May 15, 2016 at 6:36 pm -  Reply

    My magical moment was when I was a child. Every week when going shopping with my mum I’d ask for a bike that was in the store. One week it had gone and I screamed the store down. Only to find it weeks later with a big bow on on Christmas morning:) I will never forget that bike

  176. Tina hughes May 15, 2016 at 9:45 pm -  Reply

    This year we spent our first Christmas away from all our family. My husband and I took the children to Disney land Florida. We had a Christmas tree in the house and the presents were put under there for Christmas morning. We had Christmas dinner with mickey and Minnie. Very surreal sunbathing by the pool on the 25th of December but very special and full of precious memories. X

  177. philippa May 15, 2016 at 10:36 pm -  Reply

    Just over 3 years a go I was fed up of being single but had lost all hope of any good men being out there so i joined a dating site , Christmas is always a magical time for me for many reasons and I love the atmosphere it creates anyway I had a simple message off the dating site with two simple words “merry christmas” before I knew it I was on the most fabulous first date with the man of my dreams it was the 19th of December and we had gone to the vist the christmas markets , after bonding over our love of all things Christmas a whirl wind romance began we now have a beautiful 2 year old daughter and those 2 words will always melt my heart “merry christmas” it really is the most wonderful time of the year
    We now re live that date every year and plan on doing so until we’re old and grey xx

  178. Kay Radigan May 15, 2016 at 11:16 pm -  Reply

    Christmas Day 2014 was a very special day as our twin grand babies came into this world at 29 weeks weighing 1lb 14oz and 2lb 10oz. We welcome Archie and Kayla into this world T 2.44 and 2.46pm just in time for the Queen’s speech. They are the most precious gift ever and have given us unimaginable joy. They are little miracles.

  179. Rebecca Duffy May 16, 2016 at 12:48 am -  Reply

    My most magical Christmas was 2010 – My first Christmas as a mum, Christmas just felt completely different and I knew they would never be the same again! :)

  180. tracy notman May 16, 2016 at 8:17 am -  Reply

    christmas eve 2010 I married the most wonderful man ever. having been unhappily married before I had lost all trust in men and thought they were all the same, but they are not john and I had been friends for about 10 years and a colleague had encouraged me to ask him out knowing that he liked me so I did in june 2010 and 6 months later on a sunny but crisp snowy christmas eve we got married and being married to him makes me complete and the best person I could be.

  181. Karen ash May 16, 2016 at 1:07 pm -  Reply

    When my son was 6 we bought him an air hockey table he spotted the big box in the garage and asked what it was. I told him it was a toothbrush this went on for about 3 weeks. Christmas Eve we put the table in the spare room and put a toothbrush in the box under the tree. Christmas morning he rushed to his presents opened the box and cried it’s my old toothbrush not even a new one. We then sent him into the spare room. He never questioned a box again

  182. Jeanne Sykes May 18, 2016 at 3:55 am -  Reply

    I endured a terrible 1st marriage in the hands of a violent, drunken man who beat me and abused me physically and mentally who I stayed with until my two children were old enough to realise that we all had too leave him.We had very little money yet some of my happiest memories revolved around Christmas Eve and preparing for Christmas with my young daughter and son.I always did my Christmas baking when the children had gone excitedly to bed, and one Christmas Eve turned out to be so funny. We had a Siamese Cat who wandered around the gardens and came in and out of his Cat flap.I was singing along to the Christmas carols on the radio and making my novelties and Sherry trifle when the Cat came clattering through the Cat flap trying to pull something through it eventually depositing a huge uncooked Turkey at my feet and chatting in Siamese as if telling me he was bringing home his Christmas present for us all of which he looked so proud rubbing up against my ankles and purring loudly.I couldn’t believe my eyes and after scraping off the flour on my hands managed to lift the bird up off the floor onto the table. Where had it come from? It was bigger than the Cat I didn’t know what to do, the Cat had previously stolen the bird from out of someone’s kitchen and what could I do? I couldn’t go knocking on all my neighbours doors so late on Christmas Eve and in my head I could imagine someone near by searching for a missing Christmas Turkey that was there one minute and had disappeared the next.So what did I do you ask? I washed the poor dead Turkey ,put some butter on its breast along with some bacon and stuffing and covered it with foil ready to roast on Christmas day instead of the Chicken I had bought with the measly remains of the housekeeping money ,most of which my ex husband had spent on his beer. I never did discover who lost there Christmas dinner and I never confessed until now but we all had a lovely Christmas lunch including the Cat truly a Christmas Miracle.

  183. Allyson Howden May 18, 2016 at 6:57 am -  Reply

    My most magical Christmas memory was when I was about 10 or 11. My parents always insisted we went to church on Christmas Eve for the midnight communion service, and our church was built in quite a modern style with a glass cantilevered roof. During the service they rang the church bell at midnight, and as we all looked up to the roof we could see thick white flakes of snow coming down. Soon after, as we walked out of the church the ground was thick with snow and everywhere was sparkling and white. We walked home, scrunching through the snow, wishing everyone merry Christmas as we went, and it was the most perfect start to Christmas I’ve ever experienced before or since.

  184. Krystyna Johnston May 18, 2016 at 11:20 am -  Reply

    Every christmas our beloved dad used to on christmas eve as we all gathered in the living room eating and singing carols, sneek out the back door and return at the front door dressed as santa. as children we were in awe and utter excitment,all shouting for dad to come and meet santa, this year my sister sat very pensive watching everything going on and very cautiously accepted santas gift. santa said he loved us all and said he would return later but only if we were sleeping and had been extra good. just befor santa left my sister said santa,santa can i ask you a question please,he said yes standing there in his suit,finary and big bushy beard, santa she said do you shop in the same co-op as my dad cause you are wearingthe same tie and shoes he has. santa stood very still and quiet while the adults fell about laughing .His reply, yes wee one I do . As santa left my sister said , i think dad thinks we are daft,cos if thats santa and not dad then im his red nosed raindeer. oh the mind of a child. Great memories.

  185. Marie Miskelly May 18, 2016 at 6:58 pm -  Reply

    My husband Billy always looks forward to Christmas in July. He loves Christmas so the earlier the better, and he likes to wind up the Baa Humbugs lol

  186. Hazel Revell May 18, 2016 at 8:55 pm -  Reply

    Memories can be triggered by everyday things- colours, events,smells -and emotions can really take you by surprise. For me the smells of Christmas, mulled wine, spices, citrus fruits, mince pies always take me back to when my sister and I were children helping mum to prepare the Christmas cakes that she would give as presents to her sister and mother, then in later years to us. There was a ritual. Firstly the addition of various ingredients ,the currants, citrus peel, raisins, nuts and cherries amongst the flour and eggs mixture into a massive coffee coloured pottery mixing bowl. Then she would stir until the mixture was coming together. This was quite a task in itself as there was so much to stir! The the last 3 stirs we all had to hold the spoon together and stir along to a rhyme ” stir stir and stir again” we had to make a silent wish, then “if you tell anybody it won’t come true”
    Memories like these are treasured, especially as we no longer have my mum, who died a couple of years ago from altzeimers. Thankfully these lovely magical memories are now taking over from the more recent very different and difficult memories.

  187. Alison Warren May 19, 2016 at 1:41 am -  Reply

    One of my favourite Christmas memories is how pleased I was with myself when I gave my mum her first ever Christmas pressie from me. I had made her a very posh (or so I thought) handbag size handkerchief holder. Bearing in mind that this was in the early 70’s, I stuck some gold velvet ribbon in a cross shape on a very red Elastoplat tin and folded a coloured (very rare in those days) paper tissue in it. I thought I was the bees knees, and no doubt my mum made me feel like I was too.

  188. mandy downs May 19, 2016 at 1:24 pm -  Reply

    The best memory that I have of Christmas was when I was very young and as a family there was not much money but we were all so happy. Playing snakes and ladders or ludo ( a cheap compendium of games was a Christmas gift) and lots of laughter will be a day that will stay with me forever. I felt safe and loved – money and the cost of presents were not important and all that mattered was love and togetherness. Priceless.

  189. Jane May 19, 2016 at 4:53 pm -  Reply

    My magical Christmas moment all being well, will be this Christmas 2016, when I will have my first grandchild. My daughter is expecting a little girl in August. I can’t wait!

  190. Jackie Doyle May 19, 2016 at 5:00 pm -  Reply

    I come from a large family 5 brothers and 2 sisters. Christmas was a magical time, even though we didn’t realise times were tough and they both had to work so hard. On Christmas Eve Dad used to work overtime on the night shift, mum would be up late making sure the house was tidy, the presents wrapped. It would be gone three in the morning before mum got to bed. We would be waiting eagerly upstairs for the coast to be clear to sneak down stairs to open our presents. She always left the coal fire built up and the Christmas tree lights on, magical It probably didn’t take us long to open them have a play before we started on the sweets, nuts and fruit in our stocking. We didn’t have a nut cracker so we used the rolling pin to smash them open. Then we would go upstairs wanting mum to come down to open her presents. She would only have been asleep a couple of hours at best and she would come down to find her previously tidy living room a total mess. She didn’t get angry but set us to tidying all the wrappings in to the bin. Being one of the younger she would get me collecting all the nut shells to put outside for the fairies to make household goods with. Even the tiniest piece of she’ll they might be able to make in to a teaspoon. What a special mum she was.

  191. Haleh Paul May 19, 2016 at 5:23 pm -  Reply

    With my birthday on Christmas Eve and my husband on Boxing Day , We always feel Christmas is a rush and a bit of a let down. But not in on 25/12/2014. On that day my 13 months old grandson started to walk and took his first 3 steps and he hasn’t stopped since xx

  192. jean brawley May 19, 2016 at 6:30 pm -  Reply

    i think my most memories Christmas must of been when i was about 6 years old i had asked Santa for a red cape with tartan so i could wear it to me grans on Christmas day but when i got up on Christmas morning i had lots of presents , my new dress ,shoe, socks were all there but not my cape i was so u[set i didn’t want to go to my grans house.Then my dad told me he had hear a fun noise from the fire place (the fire wasn’t on). i ran to the living room to hear a noise coming down the chimney and to my surprise a big bag fell out of the fire place with my name on it and a note from Santa to say he forgot to leave it with my presents , i opened it to find my cape and a red bag i think that was the best Christmas ever and to top it off it was starting to snow on the way to my grans house

  193. stephanie hiscox May 19, 2016 at 8:27 pm -  Reply

    when i was 5 we moved to Wales a few weeks before Christmas to a very small village called LLanystumdwy in North Wales. It was very small only 22 children in the whole school – we had lived in Gosport before that.
    At the end of the term we has a nativity and I was an angel – then we went to the church hall where we were to be visited by Santa. Well , having just moved I was convinced that Santa would not know I had moved house and I was convinced that he would not know I was in Wales now. He called out each child’s name one by one and they went up to him and said a few words and had apresent from him.
    I remember standing and watching all this and just knowing that he would not call me. The suddenly he did!! i was so pleased – i was amazed that he knew where I lived as I lived in such a little village. I went up and he talked to me and gave me a little yellow basket with little sweets in. I was elated and cannot put into words how special i felt knowing that Santa had found me in my new home and had not forgotton about me

    • Wendy May 20, 2016 at 12:34 pm -  Reply

      I was in llanystumdwy yesterday, lovely village, my friends daughter lives there and her little boy goes to the tiny village school. I live in Yorkshire but visit north wales regularly

  194. june May 20, 2016 at 1:23 am -  Reply

    My memorable Christmas was when my daughter then 1year old was taken in for heart related surgery on November 13th and when she got through it all and was let home on November 17th i was so happy that I came home and put up the Christmas tree and garden decorations early (on the 18th November) a bit early I know but it was wonderful and magical and always brings a lovely feeling about that year xx

  195. Sheila Sloan May 20, 2016 at 5:34 am -  Reply

    My favourite memory of Christmas is seeing the children’s faces when they came down early on Christmas morning to open their presents 9usually about 5 am.) I can’t get them out of bed for love nor money now.

  196. Wendy May 20, 2016 at 12:31 pm -  Reply

    Our eldest daughters birthday is on 20th December and for her first birthday party after she started school we decided it would be a great idea to have Santa to hand out the party bags. My husband left the party went upstairs and changed into the very carefully sourced Santa suit, beard, hat and boots and then went outside and knocked on the front window. All the children spun round to see who was there and one 4 year old shouted at the top of his voice “look Gemma, it’s your Dad”. He was devasted as he had thought he looked great. We still laugh about it now and she is 31.

  197. Marina May 20, 2016 at 12:34 pm -  Reply

    Christmas in our family is about remembering and reminiscing. For the last few years, we have had an empty chair at the dining table when an expected guest hasn’t arrived. In 2013, we invited a local man for Christmas dinner as he suffers from depression and had no family. We hadn’t seen him in the months building up to Christmas until he came round to our house Christmas Eve (I guess in the hope the offer was still open) and we invited him to spend the next day with us. We waited for nearly an hour to serve up dinner and had to start without him – we all felt sad but angry too. We had rushed to the shops to buy extra wine, beer, etc and didn’t get any explanation – I guess the day was too much for him? Our teenagers joked it was the thought of spending time in my company!! Christmas 2014, the empty chair was due to our friends daughter who was suffering from anorexia so we all sat quietly whilst she made herself scarce throughout the dinner, although we could hear her doing star jumps on the bedroom floor above – no words were necessary. Our teenagers joked it was the thought of my Christmas dinner!! Christmas 2015, the empty chair was due to nana passing away the week before. So this year, Christmas 2016, I will keep the empty chair tradition. It is a time for reflection, to remember loved ones and giggle at their funny moments, like when nana recalled how she had been knocked down by a bus as child and was in a COMMA for weeks – our teenagers joked not to worry, in was only “a brief pause and luckily, not a full stop!!” Christmas is full of emotion – happiness, sadness, laughter and tears (well, the day does start with bucks fizz for breakfast – hic). This year, we will raise an eggnog and shout in unison “To Nana”.

  198. Vicki May 20, 2016 at 9:49 pm -  Reply

    The most memorable Christmas’ are often the ones that do not go according to plan. I will never forget the Christmas when mums oven broke on Christmas morning just when the turkey was put in. Panic ensued but then our neighbours came to the rescue. We cut the turkey in half and put half in our neighbours oven. Then we all went round to theirs to have dinner. It was a great day and one we always remember every Christmas. Since then I never stress over the picture perfect Christmas.

  199. Sheena WELLS May 20, 2016 at 10:24 pm -  Reply

    Even before our children arrived, we dressed every corner of our home for Christmas….ceiling decorations, lights, snowy footprints and our tree has become our precious memory of Christmas past and present and hope for a happy future. When our daughter was almost 2, she came into bed with us on Christmas eve morning and said “I don’t mind what Santa brings but I hope he bring Baby All Gone”. My Husband and I just looked at each other….we had no idea what this was. Well my husband was up and dressed and on a mission….he REALLY believes !! Well, magic happened and he found the very last doll ….and Hollie was a very, very happy toddler.

  200. barbara daniels May 21, 2016 at 2:11 pm -  Reply

    That would be when my husband came out of hospital on christmas eve after sending three weeks in and our childrens face when he arrived with loads of presents.

  201. Terrie Ann Wright May 21, 2016 at 6:53 pm -  Reply

    The magic of Christmas for me is decorating the house, we always decorate 2 weeks before Christmas. We put a music channel that has Christmas songs on, have a glass of baileys each and start o decorate the tree. Its going to be so exciting this year as it’s our first Christmas with a baby :-)

  202. Lorraine Polley May 21, 2016 at 8:55 pm -  Reply

    seeing my grandson daniel george on his first christmas, a precious sight as my daughter had been pregnant 12 times before his safe arrival. he is a much loved little boy, everyday is like christmas

  203. Elizabeth Gurney May 21, 2016 at 9:35 pm -  Reply

    I bought my 5 year old cousin a pea shooter set (which was actually a ‘snowball’ shooter with paper mache snowballs) for Christmas. There were several shooters and lots of balls and once opened alot of people got involved including my mother and grandmother! It turned into a full on battle with grown adults hiding behind sofas and jumping out on people, screaming and laughter and quite a scene. It was so much fun for everyone and really pulled everyone together as a family. Such a great day

  204. Bob Clark May 22, 2016 at 10:00 am -  Reply

    Sad but happy memories of my last christmas with my dad – just days before he passed away of old age

  205. Isabelle Smith May 23, 2016 at 4:21 am -  Reply

    it snowed :) and we had big snowball fight

  206. Samantha Morris May 23, 2016 at 8:11 am -  Reply

    My parents are 85 and 83. I am lucky that they are both still here, but unfortunately they both have such severe dementia that that I amfortunate if they remember who I am. However, when I last visited I took some photographs of me as a young child to try and stimulate their memory banks. At that time we were living in Australia. One memory they both recalled was our first Australian Christmas. Mum had prepared all the usual British Christmas fare. Whilst the turkey was cooking we took a quick trip to the local beach for a swim. Fantastic memories of red hot temperatures, beautiful warm water, and a white sandy beach. However, what really stuck in my mind as a5 year old – and clearly that of Mum and Dad, was returning home to find that the bright red unlit pillar candles on the dining table had totally melted in the high temperatures of the conservatory. Happy Days of carefree times and memories unhindered by the challenges of dementia.

  207. joanne casey May 23, 2016 at 8:22 am -  Reply

    The most magical thing about Christmas for me has been watching my childrens’ excitement leading up to and on the big day itself, when they still beleive in Father Christmas it brings so much joy. I also love the whole family getting together on Christmas day and enjoying good food and the company of loved ones we may not see so regularly

  208. Phyllis Barns May 23, 2016 at 1:54 pm -  Reply

    A few years ago my Fridge broke down on The day before Christmas Eve as we had our turkey and all the trimming in it, we panicked and rushed out that day and purchased a new Fridge and lucky enough was promised to deliver the next morning. as the broken fridge still has ice in it we left our turkey in it until the new fridge came,the next day,
    All went to plan and the new fridge was delivered on Christmas Eve day , and took our old fridge away, little did we know with our turkey and trimmings still in it!!!
    When we realised what had happened we telephoned the shop explaining what had happened , and we were greeted with some giggles thinking we were Playing a prank, when they finally knew we were serious , they said they would contact the delivery driver who was now about thirty miles away to deliver his last order before finishing ,
    He phoned us up in the evening of Christmas Eve , to say we were lucky he did not deposit our fridge in the warehouse which had closed now for Christmas , but as he was running late he was going to leave it on his Lorry but he managed to get in it and got our turkey and trimming out, and would bring them back on his way home, which he did
    All well that ends well, we had a lovely family Christmas dinner with all the family ,even if our turkey did had a bit of a journey to finally get to us, you can imagine what the topic of conversation round the Christmas dinner table was!,

  209. Andrea A May 23, 2016 at 5:58 pm -  Reply

    On Christmas Eve evening go for a walk (or drive if the weather is bad) round the neighbourhood looking at all the Xmas lights and decorations, then come home put on Christmas theme pyjamas, gather on the sofa to watch a Christmas film and drink hot chocolate.

  210. angela sandhu May 23, 2016 at 8:52 pm -  Reply

    I love seeing the excitement on my son’s face when he comes downstairs on Christmas Day and the whole build up!

  211. Cecilia sheeran May 23, 2016 at 11:52 pm -  Reply

    My mam nd dad died last year – Sept and Oct respectively. My best memories are of having them with me, my husband nd kids for Christmas. My dad always made a toast – that we would all be together for the following Xmas. SADLY, last year was the 1st of many that we won’t. I Do remember cutting my brother ”s hair on Xmas Eve with a manicure scissors I had been given by my Godmother. I also remember that my doll getting her hair singed on Xmas morning while my mam was fixing mine. Santa had brought her nd I put her in front of the fire guard. I heartbroken, and I was. I many, many many more.

  212. Susan Hill May 24, 2016 at 8:12 am -  Reply

    From the first mixing of the Christmas cakes and puddings, “stir and make a wish”, Magical. The hustle and bustle of Christmas shopping, Magical. Decorating the house, Christmas music, glass of wine, Magical. Parcels wrapped, larder stocked, Magical. Midnight Mass to reflect, Magical. Sharing our dinner table(s) on Christmas Day with 14 smiling, happy family members, purely Magical. I am 57 now and have always had a Magical Christmas, traditions from my late parents that I carry on today with my children and grandchildren. As they say “It’s the most wonderful time of the year”

  213. jill rycroft May 24, 2016 at 3:10 pm -  Reply

    My nicest Christmas was a fairly recent one when my partner and I went to Austria for Christmas and had a ride through snow covered countryside in a horse drawn sleigh, just magic! Who said your too old to believe in the magic of Christmas.

  214. Annette Oliver May 24, 2016 at 5:37 pm -  Reply

    My favourite magical moment of Christmas was the year I forgot!
    As I said goodnight to my daughter aged 6 on Christmas Eve I asked her what she most wanted for Christmas and she said her twin crib for her dolls. I woke up at 4am Christmas Day and realised I didn’t remember wrapping it up! Further thought made me realise it was still in the packaging in the garage. Thankfully I was able to creep outside and wrap it up just in time to put it with her presents before she woke . Thank goodness, Christmas saved!

  215. Tamie May 25, 2016 at 12:15 am -  Reply

    I found the best magical moments of Christmas are the little ones. The time to visit with friends you haven’t seen in a long while and family too. To catch up, have some good food and more than that just some great conversation surrounded by the buzzing atmosphere, a warm fire and lots of lights. Christmas is about love, peace and happiness!

  216. Angie Hoggett May 25, 2016 at 11:47 am -  Reply

    Getting up on Christmas morning and me and my brother opening our presents then my dad always did a treasure hunt for one our presents which took us ages but was great fun.

  217. Rob Scott May 25, 2016 at 3:12 pm -  Reply

    My little boy who is now 6, was due to be born on 25 Dec, 2009. He didn’t arrive til January, so had to wait until December 2010 for his first Christmas. The most magical Christmas moment was taking him to Santa’s Grotto for the first time. He was 11 months old and just started walking. He loved it and smiled and giggled at Santa, the elves and the animated furry Christmas animals on display, particularly a very cuddly Polar Bear. I’ll never forget that happy little face. Magic indeed.

  218. Jess Powell May 25, 2016 at 8:23 pm -  Reply

    Last Christmas was the most magical. It was our daughter’s first, and watching her amazement at the tree lights, the wrapping paper, and the Father Christmas at the local shopping centre was just beautiful.

  219. VWhite May 25, 2016 at 11:56 pm -  Reply

    The best Christmassy feeling was a few years ago when I decided to drive from London where I lived alone to Lancashire on Christmas Eve to see my parents and sisters. It was an unusually cold and crisp morning and snow was a ‘possibility in places’ according to the forecast. I was so excited loading the presents into the boot, I had a box of Christmas Yankee candles to help create the ambience when I got there-beautifully wrapped gifts and a hamper. I got in the car and could not resist playing ‘Driving home for Christmas’ from my Christmas compilation CD.
    It felt so atmospheric-and yes, half way through my long drive the flakes started to fall-magical! We don’t all wake up with the perfect family sitting around the tree and the drive home and anticipation was a lovely thing.

  220. Toni Arnott May 26, 2016 at 2:20 pm -  Reply

    Hanging Mr Hanky the Christmas Poo on top of the tree

  221. mandy simmons May 26, 2016 at 5:49 pm -  Reply

    A few years ago I was working as a carer in local care home. One of our lovely ladies was suffering quite badly with dementia symptoms. With the help of other we managed to get her out of bed for the first time in ages…when her family came in and she was sat at the Christmas table with all the other residents drinking a class of sherry, there we tears all round. That was a very special working Christmas for me.

  222. Patricia Avery May 26, 2016 at 7:29 pm -  Reply

    Christmas Day 2004. My daughter gave me a game called ‘Spot the Peanut’ It was scan of our first grandchild (we’d almost given up hope of having one) She gave her Dad a diary with the date in the following July when he could expect to take up his Grandaddy duties. The best Christmas presents that either of us have ever received. Truly magical and our grandson Jack, now about to start secondary school is all we could have hoped for and more :)

  223. Heidi Friis May 27, 2016 at 8:09 am -  Reply

    When I was 7 years old, my parents sat my Sister and I down and explained to us that things were a bit tight financially, and not to expect much for Christmas this year.

    On Christmas morning I felt for the familiar crunch of the toy-filled stocking on the bed but there wasn’t one. I searched the floor to see if it had fallen off, but it hadn’t.
    Remembering the earlier ‘chat’, I steeled myself from this disappointment and went downstairs for breakfast which would be followed by the opening of presents around the tree in the lounge.

    I was surrounded by long faces and started to feel very depressed. “Shall we go in the lounge now “I asked in anticipation. “You can if you want” my Mother replied indifferently.

    I ventured into the lounge and my heart sank when I saw not a single present around the tree. My bottom lip started to quiver and after what seemed like an eternity, my Mother came into the room. I could control my emotions no more and burst into tears crying “Aren’t we having any presents this year then?

    “Don’t be silly” said Mum. “It’s not Christmas until tomorrow!”

    That particular Xmas turned out to be the best ever and one I will never forget!

  224. Linda Twine May 27, 2016 at 10:02 am -  Reply

    When I come home from work and find the balls from the Christmas tree all over the living room floor and my cat looking at me with a face that says “Nothing to do with me”!

  225. cheryl lovell May 27, 2016 at 12:33 pm -  Reply

    Every Christmas eve, we ‘wrap’ the lounge door with Christmas paper so our son has to burst through to get to his presents – he absolutely loves it!!

  226. Debbie May 27, 2016 at 2:58 pm -  Reply

    Winter was definitely winter in the 70’s when I grew up,it was freezing,the house wasn’t that warm either we grew up in,water ran down the window s and was collected by a rolled up towel ! Christmas to me was a happy time,we got fizzy pop(a once a year treat)a selection box each with our own chocolate,not having to share…..a colouring book and crayons which we did for hours at the dining room table,very quietly I might add so you didn’t disturb the adults! As teatime arrived the lights were switched on a little silver skinny tree which I could watch for hours…those were the days.xx

  227. Clare Harris May 27, 2016 at 10:06 pm -  Reply

    Hi Julia, so sad about the Cup Final result .. I wanted Crystal Palace to win aswell !!
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  228. Stephanie Green May 28, 2016 at 2:23 pm -  Reply

    My best christmas was when my son celebrated his 1st christmas. After trying 17 years for a child we finally had a little boy, just before christmas.I also had the added bonus of having a cleavage for the first and last time in my

  229. Maureen Harrison May 28, 2016 at 9:00 pm -  Reply

    My magical Christmas was some years ago and would turn out to be the last for my Mother. Since I married in 1968 I hosted our family Christmases and enjoyed making them as magical as possible. The table would be set on Christmas Eve, with my best China, Candlesticks, Flower arrangements and table gifts. Everything was pepared for a wonderful Christmas Day, a lovely roaring open fire in the grate, presents under the tree, and then to my horror, the electricity went off, we were having a power cut for some reason. I totally freaked out as this was my favourite day in the whole year and how was I supposed to cook our Christmas lunch without electricity? Our Christmas would be ruined. I called on my next door neighbour to see if her power was off and to my amazement, it wasn’t. She was just about to leave to go to her sons for lunch and she allowed me to cook the remainder of my meal in her kitchen. I have never forgotten her kindness which allowed me to make my Mother’s last Christmas with us as special as she was. I still host Christmas Lunch and still enjoy putting out the special China, etc. but these days there are less chairs around the table but the special memories remain and always will. I still think of my old neighbour, who has since moved away, her kindness and the true meaning of Christmas.

  230. Penelope Hewitt May 29, 2016 at 7:31 pm -  Reply

    I am torn between the magic of seeing my son’s face when he realises Santa has been. It is amazing. Or the last Christmas I had with my whole family together when I was younger. 3 generations together and everyone smiling and laughing .

  231. Nicola Lynch May 29, 2016 at 8:27 pm -  Reply

    My magical moment was meeting my (now) husband on Boxing Day 10 years ago. A very special day! These days our little boy makes Christmas magical again, he’s 3 and it’s such a special time.

  232. Ruth May 29, 2016 at 10:41 pm -  Reply

    I have many, many magical Christmas moments that I could share, particularly now that I have three children. However, a Christmas that I will never forget was a little over twenty years ago. It was to be my father’s last Christmas although we didn’t know it at the time. The reason for its magic was that fate played a part in getting us all together in one place, at home with mum and dad for the whole Christmas together. Me back from London and my brother back from Australia. I had undergone an unexpected major operation and had gone home to recuperate and my brother’s contract in Australia ended unexpectedly and he came back too. It was very rare for us all to be able to be together over Christmas. We had the most wonderful Christmas together, evenings around the tree reminiscing about Christmases past when we were children. It was truly magical. Some weeks after, in January, my dad fell ill, was diagnosed with an illness and tragically passed away (at only 52) the following month. We miss him every day but now we look back and think how incredibly fate intervened and played such a part to get us all together for that Christmas and how blessed we all were to have that extra special time with dad. That really was my magical Christmas. X

  233. monica jackson May 29, 2016 at 10:52 pm -  Reply

    At Christmas my neighbour and I took it in turn to have Christmas drinks and all the children enjoyed playing games .They were all of a similar age and used to enjoy board games until they decided to make a pool table which took up the whole of my kitchen .When it was time to get the turkey out of the oven I couldn`t open the oven door let alone get the roast potatoes and parsnips in the oven .They didn`t seem too bothered until they all realised there would be no lunch unless the table was dismantled .

  234. Kathryn Glynn May 30, 2016 at 10:33 am -  Reply

    Last Christmas was a special one for me, it was the first Christmas that my son really knew what was heppening. He was so excited in the lead up to the big day, and my heart melted on Christmas morning watching his face as he saw that Santa had been and left a huge pile of gifts.

    It was also my turn to cook the family Christmas dinner, there were sixteen of us and for once it went off without a hitch. Seeing them over Christmas reminded me how much I love them all, and that I don’t see my extended family as often as I should x

  235. Gemma Massey May 30, 2016 at 11:22 am -  Reply

    My magical Christmas moment is having Christmas dinner at my mums with all my family. We have Buck’s Fizz Christmas music blasting and my dog running around with the wrapping paper. I always wish god happy birthday that’s tradition pull crackers and have a lovely time eating dinner in my dads shed/bar xx

  236. Carol Thornton May 30, 2016 at 3:20 pm -  Reply

    When I was a young girl, many years ago, my dad made me a bike out of spares and painted it all up then xmas eve left it on the landing outside my bedroom. I was SO excited I got on it and rode it down the stairs, you can imagine the screams and of course woke everyone up in the house

  237. Chantal May 30, 2016 at 5:47 pm -  Reply

    My magical Christmas moment is spending Christmas with my family & friends in South Africa

  238. Kate Knight May 30, 2016 at 6:00 pm -  Reply

    Sitting round the fire and opening gifts after having smoked salmon and bucksfizz for christmas

  239. deborah Sanders May 30, 2016 at 6:41 pm -  Reply

    As a primary school teacher working within the Early years sector, the most magical moments for me is witnessing the magic of Christmas through the eyes of the children. Seeing the owe and wonder through the eyes of innocent young children. Its truly magical every year.

  240. Victoria Prince May 30, 2016 at 7:14 pm -  Reply

    Mine was when I was 10 years old, I had been desperate for a pet for years and had volunteered at the RSPCA since the age of 8. That Christmas my parents finally relented and I became the proud owner of a white mouse named Bob :) Totally magical for me!

  241. Jodie Cook May 30, 2016 at 7:46 pm -  Reply

    When I was a teenager, I was looking after my 3 year old second cousin while the rest of the family had briefly popped out. It started snowing and my little cousin was fascinated, enthralled, perplexed and then giddy with excitement! We went out in the garden and just stood there letting the snow fall on us. He was completely bewildered, it was so sweet! When the rest of the family got back, his parents told me he’d never seen snow before, which I didn’t know beforehand. Having never had siblings or any other younger cousins (and having still not had any children of my own yet), this was a really special magical moment we shared together!

  242. Karen Watson May 30, 2016 at 8:35 pm -  Reply

    When I was about 3, I woke up on very early on Christmas Day to find that my older sister ( she was about 7 ) had opened not only her own presents, but mine as well. I sobbed my eyes out. Needless to say my Mum & Dad went crackers with her. It’s getting on for 40 years later now, but me and sis still laugh about how cheeky she was.

  243. Katherine McDonald May 30, 2016 at 9:07 pm -  Reply

    Christmas 2014 was the last one we had with my Nan, she had terminal bowel cancer so we all knew that it would be our last Christmas together. It was a wonderful day full of love and laughter, none of us will ever forget it and it makes me so happy to know that she enjoyed the day and got to see her great grandsons first real Christmas (he was 10 days old the previous year).

  244. gemma newton May 31, 2016 at 3:30 am -  Reply

    Putting up the decorations is always a magical moment for me even at the age of almost 28 I still get excited opening the box to put them up! And now I have children of my own I see the excitement in them and it keeps the magic alive

  245. Linda Guest May 31, 2016 at 6:22 am -  Reply

    A few years ago we went to midnight mass on Christmas eve and as we left the church the snow was falling, my husband gave me a small box and in it was a silver snowflake necklace. It was a magical gift at a magical moment

  246. Elspeth MacMillan May 31, 2016 at 8:09 am -  Reply

    When my Godson was very young all he wanted for Christmas was sausages so after opening all his presents toys games etc the look of disappointment on his face no sausages!! However one last parcel contained the must wanted gift the delight on his face was a joy to behold and he sat down with a big smile to a hearty breakfast :D

  247. Joanne Atkinson May 31, 2016 at 10:31 am -  Reply

    The feeling of excitement building up on Christmas Eve, myself my brothers and sisters all steadily getting more and more excited, putting on our new PJ’s and being told the sooner you go to sleep the sooner Father Christmas would come. We were sure we could hear the sleigh on the roof, eventually to sleep and that moment you wake and realise he has been,,,,,, priceless

  248. Miss Tracy Hanson May 31, 2016 at 10:57 am -  Reply

    I remember that there were 13 of us for Christmas dinner when I was younger. We all met at my Grandparents house which meant that Christmas dinner was in two sittings. We were allowed to open the presents we had brought from home BEFORE dinner but had to wait until everyone had finished eating before opening the presents people had brought for us. I also remember playing with my cousins’ Cindys (NOT Barbies lol) and one year we went to visit near Christmas and I went to the Cindy-cupboard only to find they weren’t there. Apparently they had “gone away for Christmas” lol – no, they hadn’t. They had been sold and were sat under the tree waiting for me on Christmas Day.

  249. Francesca Harrod May 31, 2016 at 11:17 am -  Reply

    Christmas is magical for me as it brings together past, present and future. We unwrap the baubles inherited from family now gone, that I remember staring at before I could even speak as a baby, and hang them on our tree today. Dad cooks the same macaroni for boxing day, and present unwrapping (lots of little things) is magical. Then theres the promise of the year to come, as we celebrate surviving another one. Someone should write a story about it, Christmas past, present and future……..

    The most magical time of the year :)

  250. Nikki Hunter Pike May 31, 2016 at 11:49 am -  Reply

    Every christmas i love dressing one of the kids up as an elf for the day and they are the official christmas helper for the day! This year i now have 3 children so i think i’m going to dress them all up as elves and let them all be our magic christmas helpers!

  251. Melanie Burton May 31, 2016 at 12:03 pm -  Reply

    Getting together with my family and fiancé and playing board games after our Christmas meal makes Christmas for me! It’s the only time we spend time as a family.

  252. Melissa Lee May 31, 2016 at 12:32 pm -  Reply

    My favourite Christmas memories are waiting for my grandparents to arrive on Christmas morning so we could open our presents with them. They were so excited when they arrived too – I miss them being around at Christmas.

  253. George Wright May 31, 2016 at 12:44 pm -  Reply

    My magical moment is decorating the Christmas tree. We always have photos of loved ones that are no longer here on the tree, one even takes the prize spot at the top of the tree! it helps us feel like they’re celebrating with us; I find it comforting. It’s nice to reminisce over funny things that have happened & the photos jog memories so there’s always lots of laughter.

  254. Emily Hutchinson May 31, 2016 at 1:08 pm -  Reply

    I have fond memories of a Christmas that sounds disastrous but it was certainly memorable. There was a terrible storm on Christmas Eve and I was staying with my mum and her partner in the countryside.
    We woke up on Christmas morning to a power cut! But worse was yet to come. In the woods nearby there lived a lady on her own in a bungalow. A tree had fallen down and trapped her inside! Luckily it did not hit the house, but she couldn’t get out as it had fallen across the doorway.
    So mum’s partner spent all Christmas morning rescuing the lady from her home, while mum and I did our best to create a Christmas feast without any electricity.
    We ate our makeshift Christmas dinner by candlelight and I’ll never forget it. What an adventure!

  255. Barbara Adams May 31, 2016 at 1:52 pm -  Reply

    I can always remember being afraid to go downstairs on Christmas morning in case my house was Santa’s last stop for the night and I would be terrified to go downstairs to find him there putting my presents under the tree. I would eventually go down, slowly open the living room door, slide my hand through the tiny gap in the door to switch the light on, then slowly peer around the door to see all my presents under the tree and no Santa. That magical feeling of ”my god, he’s actually been in my house” will never leave me. Even though I’m 51 now, I adore Christmas. The smells, the excitement, the decorations everywhere, everybody is happy, the food, just the whole ‘feel’ of Christmas I love. Best time of the year.I have loads of Christmas traditions but one is I always put a Christmas wreath down in the crematorium for my parents on Christmas Eve and at 4.30 pm, when its just starting to get dark, I raise a glass of something to them and wish them both a merry Christmas. They made my Christmas childhood memories and I hope I have given my daughter Christmas memories to cherish.

  256. Laura Findlay May 31, 2016 at 2:16 pm -  Reply

    My magical Christmas moments are spending each year with my family, particularly my children. Seeing their little faces on Christmas morning is lovely. You can’t beat quality family time, especially at Christmas.

  257. Hazel Rea May 31, 2016 at 3:28 pm -  Reply

    My magical Christmas moment was when our son was 2 and I was six months pregnant with our daughter. My husband, son and I were all at a Christmas Carol service by candlelight. My son’s eyes were shining at how beautiful the Christmas tree and all the candles were and then the single boy chorister began singing “Once in Royal David’s City”. As he got to the line “Where a mother laid her baby in a manger for his bed” Christmas suddenly meant so much more than it ever had before. (Our funniest Christmas moment was when my son was 6 and came home saying his school nativity play, which they were rehearsing, had got the story wrong. I asked why and he said because the Baby Jesus was on the donkey with Mary on the way to Bethlehem. I said no he wasn’t – my son’s reply was “well in school they say Mary rode on the donkey because she was great with the child so he must have been with her.”)

  258. Anna Brown May 31, 2016 at 3:45 pm -  Reply

    The magic of Christmas last the whole Christmas period for us. I love the build up and the excitement of the children. Their faces Christmas morning can’t be beaten.

  259. Tracey Baker May 31, 2016 at 4:25 pm -  Reply

    Absolutely love Christmas and always got so excited when Christmas in July use to come on and would love to watch for all the bargains. As we had children of our own and had night time feeds we always would stay up to see TSV, I remember one year ordering an illuminated village and as our children grew this would be a favourite decoration to set up as the Children believed Santa had little people keeping watch to make sure they were being good for Christmas. They are 21,17,17 and 11 now but still enjoy unwrapping the little village and putting it in position, sadly they no longer believe in Santa’s little helpers keeping watch.

  260. Karl Borowy May 31, 2016 at 4:37 pm -  Reply

    For Jesus and giving all love to mankind

  261. Jill Fairbank May 31, 2016 at 5:28 pm -  Reply

    I always used to love leaving my grandparents on Christmas Eve and travelling home looking for Santa and his sleigh, magical moment

  262. Marcella May 31, 2016 at 6:04 pm -  Reply

    My favourite Christmas memory,
    That fills me with positive energy,
    Is visiting Santa’s Grotto at Hamleys,
    A festive day out for the whole family,
    I sat on Santa’s knee,
    And made a wish or three,
    He gifted me a book and sweets,
    A lovely day filled with treats.

  263. Adele May 31, 2016 at 6:21 pm -  Reply

    My most memorable Christmas was when I was around 7 or 8 and my two front teeth had fallen out, and all I was a bit annoyed that they had fallen out at this time of the year as my mum had ‘spun me the story’ that as the tooth fairy, Easter Bunny and Father Christmas all work together, that it might be the case that the tooth fairy couldn’t come and visit because she would be busy helping Father Christmas with the gnomes getting all the presents together, being the indignant child that I was, I can remember stamping my feet and having a ‘paddy’. Needless to say that the ‘tooth fairy’ did visit me that year!

  264. Pamela Gossage May 31, 2016 at 7:07 pm -  Reply

    Seeing my first grandchild on her first Christmas Day ( she was 10 months) pulling the paper off her presents

  265. Caroline Mortimer May 31, 2016 at 8:04 pm -  Reply

    A couple of years ago, when my little girl was almost three, she said she would help me decorate the Christmas tree. We got it out and stood it up. I went to make the lunch and said we could decorate it togther afterwards. When I came back in the room ten minutes later – it was decorated – with socks, coat hangers, postcards… you name it, it was on there! It was a very ‘alternative’ Christmas tree for a while but she soon enjoyed helping me make it sparkly and magical!

  266. Beryl drake May 31, 2016 at 8:11 pm -  Reply

    When my aunt gave me a doll and made a whole wardrobe of clothes for her , none had ever done anything like that for me , i loved it

  267. Sharon Worsley May 31, 2016 at 8:17 pm -  Reply

    Last Christmas was the first year my 3 year old really understood Santa etc….we made sure there were footprints in the lounge and that it had looked like he had come down our chimney…the look on his face was magical and something you could never relive!

  268. Hannah igoe May 31, 2016 at 8:58 pm -  Reply

    There is something so magical about a hand decorated ornament hanging on my Christmas tree, made with tender little hands that always makes me smile. In a world where we often strive for perfection I love looking at my tree each year and remembering the laughing boyish child that made that special decoration just for me.

  269. Claudia Carroll May 31, 2016 at 8:59 pm -  Reply

    My most magical Christmas moment was December 25th 2008 when I woke up feeling a little queasy. I did a pregnancy test only to discover that I was pregnant with our first child. Best Present ever!

  270. nicola james May 31, 2016 at 9:01 pm -  Reply

    we go out xmas light hunting,my little girl loves all the bonnie lights so we go looking for new ones every night,its lovely to see her face and she gets so excited

  271. Tracey S Anderson May 31, 2016 at 9:26 pm -  Reply

    Christmas of 2008 was my most magical Christmas, spending it with my family and friends in my home. It was a very special time that neither i or my family ever thought would be possible at one stage earlier in the year. A few months beforehand i was on a shopping trip in town with my Daughter Lauren then aged 11 years old. On the way back to the car i collapsed not being able to breathe. My very very brave and couragious Daughter proceeded to ring the ambulance and literally saved my life by putting me into the recovery position and acting on the paramedics advice until they arrived. Upon arriving at A&E i went into cardiac arrest and suffered a massive heart attack. The doctors and nurses were working on me for 40 minutes after going into cardiac arrest again. I was in a coma for 3 days with my family being told that if i survived this to be prepared that i may have a degree of brain damage. What my family must have been going through i can only imagine. Thanks to my angel that day, the doctors and nurses and the good Lord above i made it, although i am now left with CHF and other illness. My cardiologist told me that only for the brave actions of my lovely Daughter Lauren that day i would not be here to tell the tale. Lauren was put forward for the local radio stations Children of Pride Awards where she won the highest award possible ‘The Special Recognition Award’ which was presented at a gala dinner and ceremony in December 2008 by the lovely Jacki Graham. We had the most magical evening mixing with the stars but the most precious star on my list was my beautiful Daughter Lauren who i am so very very proud of. So you see, Christmas of 2008 was so very very special precious and magical. I value and cherish each and every minute of every hour of every day, and every Christmas thereafter is so very special to me but none so than Christmas of 2008. X x x

  272. Sarah Addey May 31, 2016 at 9:45 pm -  Reply

    Being allowed to open 1 present on xms eve

  273. Elaine Fitzpatrick May 31, 2016 at 9:49 pm -  Reply

    I’ve worked as a Nurse/Midwife in Maternity and Neonatal Care for 30+ years. I love seeing new babys born at Christmas. Also for those who are too early or too poorly to go home I love it when parents always leave a Festive outfit on the baby’s cotside or incubator to be worn on Christmas Day. Then when the siblings visit on Christmas Day they bring some of their toys in to play with. It;s always magical and a priviledge to be part of families day and to help turn a difficult day into a happy one.

  274. Alisa Moore May 31, 2016 at 10:26 pm -  Reply

    The excitement building up to jt is always magical

  275. Rosie May 31, 2016 at 10:31 pm -  Reply

    The most magical moment of Christmastime for me was seeing my children in the Nativity play at school. I have fond memories of my 4 year old dressed as Mary swinging The Baby Jesus upside down by the toe, whilst banging His head on the floor in time to Away in a Manger! The costume malfunctions and watching the beaming, smiling faces of the children on the stage whilst listening to the loud, out of tune singing!!

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  276. Clare May 31, 2016 at 10:52 pm -  Reply

    feeling blessed and humbled to have been a nurse working on the wards on Christmas Day over many years. The magical moments were many but included the nurses making sure every patient woke up to tea in bed and a present from Santa. Heartfelt emotions for those with no family. How we enjoyed planning those presents in a personalised way and seeing the surprise as we trundled the tea trolley from bed to bed. We also walked the main hospital corridor singing carols on Christmas Eve with a
    Lantern and wearing our capes. Special memories of nurses going the extra mile of kindness to serve others.

  277. Karen McCarthy May 31, 2016 at 11:32 pm -  Reply

    When I was very young, my parents separated. My brother, baby sister and I went to live with our maternal grandmother. Our mum struggled financially and didn’t have the money to buy us Christmas presents that year. Then we were invited to our local church group who held a children’s Christmas party. At the end of the party, Father Christmas presented us each with a present appropriate for our age. My brother got a car and I got the most wonderful doll. She had yellow, blonde hair wearing a simple dress but she had the most sumptuous dark red velvet cape and matching bonnet, both of which had a deep black fur trim around. I put her on the armchair when I got home and just looked her, not believing my luck that I’d got such a beautiful doll! I’d take her hat off and brush her golden hair and carefully replace her bonnet. After a day or two, I noticed on her cape, white flakes and what I thought was ‘dandruff’ and was utterly convinced she was alive! I was so excited. So, I would leave her on the armchair and pretend not to look at her and at one point, I’m sure she moved her head, ever so slightly!
    She didn’t of course, but for a very young 5 year old, that Christmas became magical. I never knew what happened to the doll , but her beautiful dark red cape and bonnet, and that she ‘came alive’ always stayed with me. The magic of Christmas!

  278. jill dean June 1, 2016 at 12:00 am -  Reply

    It was when my son was just out of 6th form college. He joined the Reserve Army and was sent to Afghanistan. We received a phone call from him and it made our Christmas!

  279. Kat June 7, 2016 at 2:39 am -  Reply

    Sorry I missed the entry date for your Xmas best moment was on Xmas eve when our son+daughter would maybe be 3yr + 4yrs old and after laying out all the parcels we were going to try and get a few hrs sleep and my husband said “ill just be a few mins ” when we got up on Xmas morning(well the middle of the night!) There was snow footprints on the floor from the fireplace 2 the door + up the stairs to the kids room+ to the foot of their beds.but 2 sets of footprints. 1 set was man size the other set tiny.he had drew round 1 of his shoes + 1of my daughter’s tiny shoes on cardboard then he had cut round then placed them 1 a time+shook shake+vac over them to look as if snow had fallen off them as Santa and 1 of his elves had walked through our house after they’d come down our chimney! And behind each footprint and all around the fireplace,Xmas tree and parcels was red glitter !! Our kids (+me! Ha ha ) went crazy when they woke up and came in to wake us.and were almost at fever pitch by the time we got downstairs +opened the door to see if Santa had been.our lounge looked amazing with all Santa +his little helpers footprints + magic dust everywhere !! Truly magical.Thank you for taking me back there by writing this +sharing it with you.son is now 23yrs old and a Graphic design engineer+our daughter is 22yrs old +in her 5th+final yr in Veterinary Medicine at Glasgow Veterinary University. Took me about 3wks to get rid of all the glitter esp on the stair carpet !?? But it was abs worth every single min hoovering .ha ha X

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