I never eat the Clementine in my stocking, I admit it, I just bung it back in the fruit bowl a day or two later.
This year, I arrived at my parents a couple of days before Christmas to see that my stocking had formed part of the Christmas decorations, and so assumed the time had come that I was now too old for Santa to visit…
But Christmas morning there it was, with one big change: No Clementine in the toe, just a mini bag of Haribo!
I don’t know how I felt about this – total break in a tradition, but one that was completely pointless!
Do you still get a stocking? What’s in the toe of yours?
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