Waiting for the puppet show to start . My mum changed the curtains in the living room after I'd gone to bed on Christmas Eve, so I was a bit confused on Christmas Day - and refused all offers of presents until the curtains opened and the show began....which it didn't!
When I was older, the Christmas ritual was going to 'Billy's on Derby Lane' on Christmas Eve for all the fruit and veg. The queue was down the lane, and it always took at least two hours, but my mum and nan always insisted it was the best quality. Personally, I always felt guilty about 'Tom's' - he was the bloke who supplied us with fruit and veg the other 364 days of the year!