After Father Christmas had ‘been’ my sister and I used to burst into the front room and run gleefully to our piles of presents. They were always heaped in the same place and the minute the door opened I knew exactly where to head.
Aged six, you’re not capable of showing much restraint so Christmas morning came and I rushed to my pile. As my sister Hannah and I opened our gifts I don’t remember it ever dawning on me Han had some more sizeable and expensive pressies than mine. When gift opening was finished I started to play with my new toys and books.

I remember my Mum mentioned there was one more present for me. Turning on my heels I was met with a dust sheet covering a large object in the bay window. I hurriedly unveiled the present that had been top of my Christmas list; a rather flimsy yellow and white plastic desk complete with animal shaped sellotape dispenser and stamp pads. It was the best gift I ever received. I literally could not believe something I wanted so much was now mine. My grandparents even gave me the matching typewriter.

While we all know Christmas isn’t just about the presents, that year the 25th December was utterly magical. I felt like the luckiest girl alive. I must have been really, really, REALLY good that year.

These days I can’t say I would be as pleased with a plastic desk, though I do love Ikea furniture so I would try my very best to be grateful.

One of my friends gave birth to a bouncing baby boy on Monday so this year we’ve already had a fabulous early Christmas present. There’s nothing quite like the arrival of a loved one to truly put in to perspective what the season is all about. The Sainsbury’s Christmas advert where the Dad came home from Afghanistan got me every single time!

Hearing good news, a simple handmade gift, a handwritten christmas card or something all together more extravagant are all contenders for the title of best gift ever. With just a week to go before the big day what’s the most memorable Christmas present you’ve ever received? Oh and by the way the way the image above obviously isn’t of my parent’s house, it’s taken from Cococerise.