When I was about ten years old, I got a black Schwinn 3 speed “English racing bike” for Christmas. At the time, it was the best present ever, and in spite of some pretty nice gifts in the 50 years since, I think it may have stayed my favourite. Until now.
But today leaves me speechless with gratitude. What was certainly my most ambitious and unlikely Christmas wish ever has come true. I had hoped to have this news on Christmas day, and we knew the outcome for one of the girls on Christmas, but two days later for the rest isn’t so bad.