The Ghosts of Christmas Past by Ross Macfarlane
The Ghosts of Christmas Past by Ross Macfarlane Ross Macfarlane © Illustration: Lesley-Anne Barnes Macfarlane Christmas memories? Did I ever tell you about the time that I nearly killed my father? It was Christmas Eve, 1967. I was nine. I was walking with my mum and dad along the street. And as we neared home, my dad and I were playing a game. Side-by-side, we were playfully kicking each other’s legs from behind. A great game, and I was chortling away every time I delivered my childish blow to my dad’s legs. But then it happened. Our legs got tangled. I remember the puzz...