It’s that time of year when the chill in the frosty air brings us indoors to hunker down with thick comforters and mugs of steaming hot chocolate overflowing with fluffy marshmallows. When holiday music and movies become the soundtrack to our everyday home lives. When we gather ‘round the fire for company, drink, food and love. When we are celebrating and remembering those we treasure and hold near and dear. When the real meaning of the season is family – by our DNA or by our heart. When we reflect and give thanks for all we have. In a nutshell, unconditional love.
I’d like to welcome Louise Marley to share the beauty of the season with us.
Louise Marley was born in Southampton but resides in Wales. Marley’s first book was published after she entered a competition to ‘write a bestseller’. She has also written for magazines such as Take A Break and My Weekly.
Favourite holiday tradition?
I love the tradition of hanging up Christmas stockings. My husband hid my engagement ring in my Christmas stocking. Although, technically, I suppose that means I’m engaged to Santa Claus.
Favourite childhood toy?
I always wanted roller skates but I never got any. Which, as I’m rather accident-prone, was probably A Good Thing.
Favourite childhood game?
It’s a tradition to play a board game after Christmas dinner. We have The Simpsons version of Cluedo, that’s a favourite. I usually end up being Marge.
Snowball fight or making snow families?
When I was 13 it snowed so heavily my school closed for weeks. By the time the thaw came, I’d built a snowmum, a snowdad, three snow children and a little snow house complete with furniture. Possibly my finest moment.
Sleigh rides, sledding or skiing?
Sledding. Although next time I’ll make sure there isn’t a stream at the bottom of the hill.
Favourite holiday song?
I love "All I Want For Christmas Is You" by Mariah Carey. I know all the words. Particularly the yoo-oo-oo bit.
Favourite holiday movie?
Elf. My family watch it every Christmas. Whether they want to or not.
Favourite holiday story to read?
A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens.
Snow on holiday eve or just a chill in the air?
I used to dream of a white Christmas, until last year we had one. The romance of being snowed-in vanishes when you’re faced with frozen pipes and a dwindling supply of food!
Most memorable holiday memory
Probably being snowed-in with frozen pipes and a dwindling supply of food! Although my children said it was their best Christmas ever!
Did you eat popcorn balls as a kid? If you did, do you still?