What a smashing Thread! Love the pics and posts. Christmas for me back in the 50's was special. An only child I spent time with rellies and close cousins.
I recall my Mother's Sister had annual get togethers at their house and us kids enacted the Nativity.
My Uncle did the organising and us cousins played our roles and two were sisters and always got the plumb roles especially Dee who was very precociuos youngster and demaned to be Mary. Jesus was a doll wrapped in a blanket in a bed of straw.
My other cousins played smaller roles as I did and were Shepherds and Kings and Angels. This Nativity was magic and I can see it all in my mind's eye. I think folk were more mindful of the Nativity back then.
Going to bed with a pillow case at the end of the bed and waking to find it stuffed with goodies and in my child- like way was agog with excitement thinking "He's (Santa)been"!!
I lived in central London, England and our flat overlooked the River Thames and we could see the Houses of Parliament and Big Ben from the front windows of the flat. It was sheer magic and New Years Eve was amazing and the ships hooters on the river would sound at the stroke of midnight from Big Ben.
Shopping was simple for my Parents but plentiful with good food and treats.
The Queen's Speech on Christmas Day was listened to with reverence by the majority of the populace.
Will conjure up more of my memories of Christmas in the 1950's