[shillelagh]

All this talk of running down the stairs reminds me of my mum. A couple of years ago leading up to xmas she was really ill. Doc came out on xmas eve to check how she was and she said that she'd come out on the Wednesday if my mum was still here. That is how bad she was. Anyway one of my sisters said she'd bring xmas dinner up to ours and we'd have it our dinner here because i was looking after mum. Christmas Eve mum was still ill and during the night she had me up and down looking after her. 8.00am mum shouted for me and said she was getting up for the first time for over a week and opening her presents. She said she wasnt spending xmas day in bed. Anyway she came downstairs and opened her pressies - she was like a big kid. Everyone was shocked when they came round - she was up and smiling and laughing with the best of em! Wonderful what xmas does isnt - she got up to open her pressies! She was just a big kid at heart!!