When I was little, my mother made this advent calendar for me and she would every year put 24 little parcels hanging from it. Since moving to Australia, I’ve used it for myself, Simon and all the girls, but this is the first year it only has mine on it again, as Melodie now has her own, homemade one. The other girls have theirs in a basket and Simon only gets one a day this time. I love it and have so many memories attached to it. Not because of the things I got in it – but because of what it symbolises.