I traipsed along the high street looking for something cool,
Wanting to find the perfect thing the exception to the rule.
Searching for a talking point the item that would hold pride of place,
After fourteen shops I was sure to be losing face.
Tired from a six hour journey and legs that no longer wanted to walk.
I dialled my daughters number… for a probing talk.
We beat around the bushes side swiped at my subtle plan
Then she asked me what I wanted “just say it if you can”.
Reluctantly I asked what the heck could I buy?
She said “a hat, you silly” I thought that I would cry.
Armed with an idea for the item I marched on once again,
On cobbled surfaces that would floor many weakened men.
A mother on a mission to deliver the perfect style,
It had to be special … after trying all this while.
I returned to my husband to update him on the task
He pretended he understood but his face was a blank mask!
It’s Christmas eve at three O’clock the sky is turning dark
My feet are burning and There’s one shop left across the park.
So I returned to the old town to the shop where I first began,
Where I asked for the hat, from a very puzzled man.
You see he told me quietly as his lip took on a twitch,
He wouldn’t disappoint me, pulling at his sleeve he broke a stitch.
But it isn’t a fashion statement, a cool item that is hot,
But a tea cosy that is worn upon a plump teapot.
“I know ” I shouted wildly, but it is all that you have got
That would look special on her head and not a pot.
So Christmas went with a giggle as my tale took a life of it’s own,
Even two weeks later she is still laughing down the phone.
She stitched up the spout hole and the handle space too
And sent me a picture NOT! to show to you.
Her cosy is real cosy, her smile is more than just a smile
As she dons her new hat and wears it with panache and style.
This silly ditty is a true story! And the cosy was purchased from http://www.whitestuff.com/ … shh! We won’t let on that I posted her photo… will we?
Have you ever given an unusual gift that became a talking point at Christmas? Do let me know what it was and how it was received. I will get back quick smart with a response. Happy 2019. Xxx to all my followers readers and virtual friends. Not forgetting Chuck Jackson for giving this another whirl.
the “hat” looks great. I won’t tell her about the picture. i also enjoyed reading more about you in the introduce before clicking to the story. Merry Christmas.
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The about page on Blogs is often the most revealing, if they are completed. I hope the little story made you smile. Xx
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You are so dang creative, Ellen! Loved your poem.
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Either that or totally bonkers.
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Brilliant! Brilliant poem, brilliant cosy, brilliant idea – just love the whole thing! Put a real smile on my face! 😁
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Thank you *claps* and the cosy … And possibly me; have already been the subject of two raucous seasonal luncheons. As the lovely one is now Director of primary education, a head mistress and … incubating their first child (our grandchild); due on March the 4th. Ha! Who knows I may become famous yet. Or part of dinner table stories far and wide. Merry Christmas. 🌲🍷
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Thank you Forest do return sometime … you never know what you might get.
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Charming story and so well told in rhyme….love it.
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Awesome story, I’d never be able to come up with something like this myself!! 😀
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Mad mothers like me can bring interesting unexpected gifts to laugh at over tea. Thank you for coming.
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Love your story. Thank you for the follow and it’s good meeting you.
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You are welcome.please come again soon there is lots to read.🤗
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Well Dr. Seuss that was one good Christmas tale. You have a delightful daughter. Somehow I am not surprised.
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Why I thank you being compared to Seuss is an accolade in its self. My girl is delightful in so many ways but a married woman no longer a child. With two schools under her Headship, with letters strewn after her name and still the heart to humour her mum. X
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Very cute…both the story and the pix.
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Thank you on both counts. 😇😉
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*sniff* takes after her Mother… or so I’m told *taps foot*
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HaHA! It looks great on! 🙂
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It does but *whisper* don’t tell.
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🤐🤐🤐🤐
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Great fun!
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That keeps giving. X
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Ps you might get a smile from my post ‘So How Was It For You’ about the present I gave my mum! http://wp.me/p6UDky-3Yw
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And I did. 😁
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😄👏🏻 You created a memory and a story that will be handed down for years to come!
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I put the recipe you gave me in a game challenging them to come up with a prettier juice. I passed your fb page and link to your blog willynilly around the table and you became part of our Christmas though you had not a clue. So more than one story will stick this year and though my gift made smiles and memories yours will bring health and awareness. Happy new year.
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Oh Ellen, you brought tears to my eyes, that’s the best comment I’ve ever had, thank you! I have noticed an increase in activity this past couple of weeks. Happy New Year to you too! 💜
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Most welcome pay it forward I say. X
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I agree, I try to do that wth everything I learn and with everything I no longer have use for.
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Cute story !
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A story of more than a hat.😋
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Oh yes – it’s about family and love 🙂
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Yes a family full of love.
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Made me smile.
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Ha!
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Brilliant poem, and your daughter is so resourceful. :o)
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But alas not keen to be used as the face of a cosy… *titters*
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