Elderly neighbour leaves two-year-old girl 14 years worth of Christmas gifts
In case we ever needed a reminder that Christmas can bring out the absolute best in people, this is it.
A family took to Twitter to explain they were stunned to receive a sack of Christmas presents their late neighbour had left for their daughter – for the next 14 years.
The presents were brought round to the home of Owen and Caroline Williams in Wales, by the daughter of their neighbour, Ken Watson, after he had passed away.
Williams said the presents would have taken Mr Watson “up to our little girl’s 16th Christmas.”
Their daughter Cadi is now aged two.
Our elderly neighbour passed away recently. His daughter popped round a few moments ago clutching a large plastic sack. In the sack were all the Christmas presents he’d bought for *our* daughter for the next thirteen years. ? pic.twitter.com/6CjiZ99Cor
— Owen Williams ?gbwls (@OwsWills) 17 December 2018
“Our elderly neighbour passed away recently. His daughter popped round a few moments ago clutching a large plastic sack. In the sack were all the Christmas presents he’d bought for our daughter,” he wrote.
“He always told us he’d live till he was 100-years-old, so these gifts would have taken him up to our little girl’s 16th Christmas.”
He then asked followers to vote on whether he and his wife should open all of the presents now or have a “lucky dip till 2032”.
“My wife and I think it might make a nice Christmas tradition to give our daughter ‘a present from Ken’ for the next 14 years.
The overwhelming response was that the couple should wait and give their little one a gift every year until her 16th Christmas.
In the thread on Twitter, he explained a little more about his neighbour, including careers as a salvage diver and baker. He also explained how Mr Watson had taken up hobbies such as sky diving and wing walking to combat loneliness.
“The first time I met him, he was bouncing a 20ft ladder across the face of his house. He was 83 at the time,” Williams added.
The couple opened one of the presents for Cadi, a copy of Christmas Eve at the Mellops’ by Tomi Ungerer.
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