I was just thinking back to the first Christmas that I spent away from home! We were married on the 18th of December, decades ago, boarded a plane the next day and headed for England. We stayed with G's Grandmother and on Christmas Eve day we headed for a little town called Hemel Hempstead. I hope that I spelled it correctly. On Christmas Eve, it actually snowed which took care of the home sickness and then on Christmas Day I had my very first English Christmas dinner... awesome! (Brussels Sprouts and all ) . I soon found that I absolutely love Yorkshire Pudding and Christmas Pudding! Ah, the memories!
It's amazing the things that are in the very far reaches of your mind.