Do you believe, or have young kids who still do?

Christ, that was an awful year for you :(
I am trying to remember what xmas it was. 99% sure is was 7th May 1982/3 they were killed, I deffo know it was the right date but not sure on year. It was the xmas before that, that my brother told me. In all honesty, I don't recall being overly upset or even grieving. Lots of things happened that night and it was just very busy with people coming and going, me being taken to my brothers and sister dads house. (bro and sis had different dad to me)

Strange that I can remember everything from that night and some days after but can't remember the bloody year it happened. I just checked the online Derby crematorium book of remembrance but nothing is showing up, not even any images. It would be nice if anyone here could check it out or find an alternative way to view it online for me, I have 3 kids to keep occupied and food to prep so can't sit at the PC for too long.

Sorry for the morbid change of direction in the thread

EDIT: found out it was 7th May 1983. I will never forget the day or month as its my wedding anniversary. Just need to remember 1983 from now on.
 
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I've only just told my 35 year old that I still look out of the window after midnight and have a little smile.
I think the Santa story is nice as long as you let your kids know that you buy the presents and Santa brings them.
I have got a niece though who is about to start High School (11 years old) and she still believes in the Elf on a Shelf nonsense and Santa, she'll end up getting bullied.
Then she can ask them if they believe in a God, if they do she can ridicule them too. Rather my kids believe in Santa than a God to be honest. I do like the "we buy the presents and santa delivers them", might use that with my eldest when the time is right.
 
You did a lot of growing up that year right.
Pretty much. After a few days at my bro and sis dads house, my grandparents took me in and became my guardians. They did their best and I am forever grateful, well at least I am not out and about robbing people or murdering anyone who ****** me off. IIRC, my grandad passed the summer before I started secondary school. That summer my cousin moved in with me and my gran as his mum died along with my parents in the same accident, but he lived with his dad for a few years after before joining us.
 
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