thereby avoided the whole sorry spectacle altogether.
Later, when it was too late to attend the party, I staged a miracu-
house and spent my pocketmoney on, I seem to remember, a selection box
and a selection stocking. (Or was it only the stocking? I think it was both.) I
no longer recall if they were by Mars or Cadbury's, but the cardboard backing
|Christmas selection stocking Santa puppet illo|
scholastic lives. In fact, now that I think of it, there was probably a dance
every end-of-year for pupils of a certain age. Younger kids would doubt-
less have a party with games on a different night, while older ones had
to endure the humiliation of having to foxtrot for their treats.
Cut to 1973 or '74, in another house in a different neighbourhood.
I can recall. They adorned the tree every year from then on, and occasionally
I sometimes wonder if anyone who attended the event actually recalls
in pursuit of bruised and battered tootsies.
Happy memories - perhaps the best Christmas