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The Wilson Gals household on Christmas morning:
Nini comes floating down the stairs wearing a vintage nightie (size 7/8) clutching her Christmas pixie (from Etsy £84) and gasps in delight seeing an array of Christmas presents under her ornately decorating tree (with rotting gingerbread advent calendar cookies)
“Ol’ Saint Nicholas has been mama! I’ve been ever such a good girl” she says with her cheeks flushing hypertension pink as her golden curls sway.
Mother Beckington, not too far behind, clutching a hot cup of (gifted) Tassimo coffee with extra syrup, extra cream & extra marshmallows in one hand and her phone in another “lets capture your delight for my Instagram page!” She chortles.
As Nina plonks herself down next to a crackling fireplace, snow is falling heavy outside and mother Becky’s doppelgängers, the next door cows, peek in through the window.
nina opens her first present, it’s a package of dried fruits, wrapped so lovingly in muslin cloth. “Oh I LOVE IT” screams Nina. This is followed by a satsuma, a do it yourself mocktail kit & a beautiful photo of her & her mother, at close range of both their nostrils. “ oh mama, this is fabulous! I shall hang it on my gallery wall with all the other 6540 identical photos!”
“Oh but I have another suprise for u” wheezes mother becky as she chomps on a Buck’s Fizz pinwheel. She hands Nina a beautifully wrapped present, and the wrapping paper looks a bit chewed. “Oh that’s just Leopold our garage rat, he got to the present first but it’s still fine”
Nina unwraps a beautiful tatted & faded wooden doll, (u know the ones u buy from the magazines which are for display purposes only) “oh mama, it’s just what I wanted! The lead paint on the face is the cherry on top!”
Becky points the camera at them both, “merry Christmas, and god bless us, everyone!”
Epilogue:
“will I see papa at all…”
“PIPE DOWN, insolent child. Children should only be seen (on my Instagram) NOT heard”
Nini comes floating down the stairs wearing a vintage nightie (size 7/8) clutching her Christmas pixie (from Etsy £84) and gasps in delight seeing an array of Christmas presents under her ornately decorating tree (with rotting gingerbread advent calendar cookies)
“Ol’ Saint Nicholas has been mama! I’ve been ever such a good girl” she says with her cheeks flushing hypertension pink as her golden curls sway.
Mother Beckington, not too far behind, clutching a hot cup of (gifted) Tassimo coffee with extra syrup, extra cream & extra marshmallows in one hand and her phone in another “lets capture your delight for my Instagram page!” She chortles.
As Nina plonks herself down next to a crackling fireplace, snow is falling heavy outside and mother Becky’s doppelgängers, the next door cows, peek in through the window.
nina opens her first present, it’s a package of dried fruits, wrapped so lovingly in muslin cloth. “Oh I LOVE IT” screams Nina. This is followed by a satsuma, a do it yourself mocktail kit & a beautiful photo of her & her mother, at close range of both their nostrils. “ oh mama, this is fabulous! I shall hang it on my gallery wall with all the other 6540 identical photos!”
“Oh but I have another suprise for u” wheezes mother becky as she chomps on a Buck’s Fizz pinwheel. She hands Nina a beautifully wrapped present, and the wrapping paper looks a bit chewed. “Oh that’s just Leopold our garage rat, he got to the present first but it’s still fine”
Nina unwraps a beautiful tatted & faded wooden doll, (u know the ones u buy from the magazines which are for display purposes only) “oh mama, it’s just what I wanted! The lead paint on the face is the cherry on top!”
Becky points the camera at them both, “merry Christmas, and god bless us, everyone!”
Epilogue:
“will I see papa at all…”
“PIPE DOWN, insolent child. Children should only be seen (on my Instagram) NOT heard”
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