Aussieme

📍 Leicestershire, United Kingdom

Member since May 2006

**November 2018 Updated**

Well, what's to tell?

I'm Aussie born but I live in the UK. Been married to Shayne for almost 24 wonderful years. We have a daughter, Georgia-Grace, and an Angel Son, Nicholas, whom you will read about a little further down.

I Love to read, I have a great collection of books, classic, fact and fiction. My favourite books are the Lord of the Rings collection, and The Hobbit. My taste in music is very eclectic, ranging from Hard Rock and Heavy Metal, to Classical.

We had a little boy, Nicholas, in 1995, on May the 19th, but he died of Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome on the 20th of June 1995, after 32 short days of life. We knew nothing of his condition until after his Death / Autopsy **one of the hardest things I have had to read**

Georgia-Grace is now12 years old. She is growing into such an amazing young lady. Her latest school report (Autumn 2018) was awesome. We are super proud of her. She excels at Maths, getting 100% in every test.

We live in a house with a name, called "The Ivy House", so called as it is covered in Ivy.

I Love to be with my Family and my Pets first and foremost.

Then, my hobbies are Reading, writing stories, Babbling here with my Babble Family **for that is how I think of my Babble Friends, as Family**. I love listening to music, and I have quite an eclectic taste when it comes to it.

I have a Babble Twin, her name is GroovyKiwi ! We look alike, and are not related, but, we think of each other as twins. We have become very close !

My dream would be to have every Babble member in the same room at the same time !! That would be soooooo cool !!

Happy Babbling Folks xx

My email address for contact is : amandajane dot wheatley @ ntlworld dot com (remove spaces).

OR, Aussiemandy3@hotmail.co.uk

I maily use the first email address, so if you email me, put Babble as the subject, or you will most likely get spammed !! :0)



T'WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS, HE LIVED ALL ALONE
IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE
I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE
AND TO SEE JUST WHO, IN THIS SMALL HOME DID LIVE

I LOOKED ALL ABOUT, A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE -
NO TINSEL NO PRESENTS, NOT EVEN A TREE.
NO STOCKING BY THE MANTLE JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND
ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES OF A FAR DISTANT LAND
WITH MEDALS AND BADGES, AWARDS OF ALL KINDS.
THEN A SOBER THOUGHT CAME INTO MY MIND

FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT, IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,
T'WAS THE HOME OF A SOLDIER, ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY
THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING, SILENT, ALONE
CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME

THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE, THE ROOM IN DISORDER
NOT HOW I PICTURED A LONE SOLDIER..
WAS THIS THE HERO OF WHOM I'D JUST READ,
CURLED UP ON A PONCHO, THE FLOOR FOR A BED

I REALISED THE FAMILIES THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT
OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS, WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT
AND SOON ROUND THE WORLD THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY
AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY

THEY ALL ENJOY FREEDOM EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR
BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS, LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE.
I COULDN'T HELP BUT WONDER, HOW MANY ALONE,
ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME?

THE VERY THOUGHT BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE
I DROPPED TO MY KNEES AND STARTED TO CRY
THE SOLDIER AWAKENED, I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE
"SANTA DON'T CRY, THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE.
I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM, I DON'T ASK FOR MORE
MY LIFE IS MY GOD, MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS"

THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP.
I COULDN'T CONTROL IT, I CONTINUED TO WEEP.

I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS, SO SILENT AND STILL
AND WE BOTH SAT AND SHIVERED FROM THE COLD NIGHTS CHILL.
I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE, ON THAT COLD DARK NIGHT,
THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOUR, SO WILLING TO FIGHT...

THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE
WHISPERED "CARRY ON SANTA, CHRISTMAS DAY IS SECURE"
ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT
"MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND - AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!"