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On the eighth day of Christmas ....

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my true love gave to me, a post from the gorgeous Kelly. (I love how that rhymes).

I think that the gift which gives more than anything else at Christmas time is the song that starts Christmas for you. You never know quite when you are going to hear it these days since some stores and coffee shops start piping in the Festive Tunes at the beginning of the Academic Year but the Christmas Song is a key ingredient in feeling Christmas Spirit. 

What I love is that everyone has a different song, and a different memory attached to it. 
 
I was once delayed on a journey home to see my parents at Christmas. There had been heavy snow and the flight form Manchester to Heathrow had been delayed causing me to miss my connecting flight back to Cairo. Leaving me a stranded 15 year old. Ordinarily the airline would just put you u except I was one of hundreds of people in the same situation and the airline couldn't very well leave a minor and her younger brother at the airport overnight. 
 
I vaguely knew I had a relative nearby and was able to provide enough information that the airline got in touch with her and after a few hours we were in a cab on the way to her home. On the way there the driver- who clearly found the whole thing the most exciting thing he'd ever been a part of- and kept repeating to me "It's like that song- Driving Home for Christmas". Then he'd hum a few bars of the tune, assuming I'd fathom what on earth he was on about. Fortunately for us all, the Chris Rea track came on the radio shortly afterward. And that was it. I got it. I got what he was trying to tell me and I gained my Christmas song.
 
 
And 48 hours later when I finally made it to my parents in Cairo, I understood the meaning of Chris Rea's words. 
 
Every time I hear the song I thank the anonymous man who gave me the Christmas Spirit that year when I was a petulant teen.

Kelly Innes
Mother, Blogger, Girl Friday
Multi Award- Nominated blogger, writing at: Domestic Goddesque, The Motherhood, BritMums
 

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  1. What a lovely story, and I'm glad you made it home in time. xx

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  2. What a lovely story! We're quite often in different countries to my family at Christmas so I can empathise.

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  3. Oh my word what a glamorous and exciting story! I'm sure it wasn't at the time, it was probably scary and boring waiting around, but how you tell it makes it sound so romantic!

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  4. Love The FairyTale of New York. Oddly reminds me of my first Christmas away form home in Frankfurt Sonya!

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  5. For me its Fairytale of New York - it reminds me of my first Xmas as a MUm when we discovered that the only thing that would stop a colicky Betsy crying was that song on a loop! Even now we sing 'And the bells are ringing out for Betsy May!'. The best of times and the hardest combined!

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