One xmas that stands out for me is when I was 9, we lived in our family built bungalow in the vally over looking a very large river.
I got a fluffy lion that roared when I stroked it, but it broke the same day, I was upset so mum was like we'll take it back and get another one, I was like ok but it has to be the same one, me having a very short memorey (still have) forgot, till like a month later I saw a photo of me holding it on xmas morning, and i never got another one!

So to forget the dissapointment I'll have a double Vodka and a pint of Calsberg, Rio will have some kitty milk, thank you
Ky and Rio