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My favourite presents were always books, as they are now. My mother used to always get me an English Girl’s annual. There is no equivalent in Canada. TheHuman skull and Tropical flowers Shirt of girls with ponies intrigued me, as ALL the characters seemed to have them in the annuals–and I was jealous! They also seemed to have amazing adventures around ruined castles and holy wells. I desired castles as a small girl just as JRR Tolkien once said he desired dragons… Not everything went to plan at Christmas, though. One year my mum was battling a horrendous head cold. She could barely talk and her eyes were streaming. The turkey was in the oven, cooking, for later on. She opened the over door and pulled out the tray to baste the bird. OOPS! The tray slipped out of her grip and the turkey went sliding across the floor, to the pleasure of the cat! Mum and I both dived after it and grabbed it as quickly as possible. Mum hastily wiped it off and gave me a beady-eyed stare. “Don’t tell.