Cor Blimey....what a Christmas!!!!

Christmas has come and gone and everyone here is thrilled with their gifts.  The girls actually want to be sent to their rooms; as the oldest got a dvd player and mini-fridge, and the youngest got playstation 2 and a mini-fridge.  Hubby got WWII movies galore, a cover for his motorcycle and plenty of reading material.  So, you ask, what did I get?  Well, aside from the homemade 3rd grade ceramic elephant from my youngest, (I had tears in my eyes from the sheer cuteness of it!), and the body massager from my oldest, hubby decided to go with a "theme" this year.  He is usually pretty good about gifts, but this year, he tried to get me things that he knew I liked.  A bit of background to explain the theme; I don't watch much tv, but when I do, 90% of what I watch is on BBC America.  I love all things British, and enjoy an occasional evening at the British pub that is near our home.  I've always wanted to go to England, but doubt I will, since I have a fear of flying!  So, being the perceptive bloke that he is, he decides to go with an english Christmas.  I got a Union Jack sweater and scarf, a UJ flag for the car (when I opened this, I told him I love him dearly, but I am NOT going to stick it out my window!), a key chain, a sticker (which is on my new fridge), an umbrella, a coffee mug (which I am having trouble with....I mean, would it be sacreligious to put coffee in an English mug?  Do I have to switch to tea?), and a baseball cap which I have been wearing most of today.  Oh yes, he also got me six "Mr. Edward's Traditional Mini-Mince Pies".  I tried one, and I am assuming that mince pie is an acquired taste.  My father, however, loved them, so I gave them to him.  (BTW, he also got me a new sewing table....non-british!).  I have to say, I was thrilled with each of those crazy gifts.  Just the fact that he learned how to go online, find the store, and order me something that he knew I would like, makes my heart sing.  He's a "good bloke" and I wouldn't trade him for the world.  I think I'll grab my "ducky" and plant a huge kiss right on his "gob"!