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  My earliest recollection is having what seemed like a huge tree (I was only little) in the bay window and the inevitable hunt to find the bulb that stopped the tree lights working, also not being allowed to touch the few glass baubles we had.
  
  Making paper chains with the packs of gummed colourful strips was the sign Christmas had started that and my mother icing the cake and a normally virtually empty cupboard that had bottles in it.

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