buck Posted December 4, 2006 Share Posted December 4, 2006 We'd arrived in Montral in May 1968, and were eagerly looking forward to a white Christmas. It hit with a vengeance right on Christmas Eve. So we decided to take a stroll in it. We hadn't gone very far when a cop pulled up ordered us into the car and took us home. He thought we were underclothed and in danger. Christmas lunchtime i went out looking for a pub for my Christams pint before the turkey, but couldn't find a place open anywhere. Asking did no good, people wondering why anybody would be out drinking. I started to enjoy Christmas over here, but missed that pint for years. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppins Posted December 4, 2006 Share Posted December 4, 2006 Yes Buck, my first Christmas away from home was in Canada also, over 40 years ago , i lived in a French speaking village called St Timothy just outside Montreal, closest town was Vallyfield, also close to an Indian reservation, still there I think...yes, I froze my *** off the couple of years I was there. I'd never been so cold in my life, couldn't wait to leave . Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
flyer Posted December 5, 2006 Share Posted December 5, 2006 Funny i remember dead the opposite after surviving the the cold & damp of the english bedrooms, i found i could stand the cold of the Canadian winter much better than most locals,i was always getting told off for going to the store in just a sweater,and asfor going to the beach in sunny Oct(65 at least) we and afew more english had the beach all to ourselves. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
cat631 Posted December 5, 2006 Share Posted December 5, 2006 The first Christmas I remember, some rotten sod told me there wasn't a Father Christmas. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
buck Posted December 6, 2006 Author Share Posted December 6, 2006 Funny i remember dead the opposite after surviving the the cold & damp of the english bedrooms, i found i could stand the cold of the Canadian winter much better than most locals,i was always getting told off for going to the store in just a sweater,and asfor going to the beach in sunny Oct(65 at least) we and afew more english had the beach all to ourselves.Not long after Christmas it shot up to a barmy 30 degrees F, and I went skating on one of those outdoor rinks the firemen used to make up in just a sweater. Poppins, I lived on Upper Lachine road in NDG, on the way to Valleyfield, it was and still is an Iroquis reservation. I go up to the city now and then, its a five hour drive through lovely country. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gemini2 Posted December 6, 2006 Share Posted December 6, 2006 Hi, I can't forget my first Christmas away from home!!! My daughter decided she wasn't going to miss anything, I went into labour (three weeks early) at ten oclock at night, she was born at 6.15 Christmas Eve morning. So I got to spend our first Christmas (we were only wed that year) in hospital with a load of strangers. Still she was well worth it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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