Despite promising ourselves a real tree every year, we (again) put up the artificial tree. We have been advised in the past that real ones are not good for animals, when the shed needles come into contact with cat/dog paws. So we chickened out again and hauled the artificial one out of the cellar. We have had this tree for some years and it is beginning to look a little past its peak, but Kay was keen to use it, as, she said, she had grown up with it and it was almost like a bosom pal! For a tree it's triangular - narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, as fir trees tend to be!! For a bosom pal, I suppose you would say it is pear-shaped!
I love decorating the house for Christmas, unwrapping all the ornaments that I have collected over the years. They all have their own stories to tell.
Some have come from local shops;
some were brought from abroad - like the San Francisco tram picked up on our last USA trip
or the ones from Germany, where we lived when we were first married;
some were hand-made by Kay at primary school when she struggled with her first pair of scissors and dusted the shapes with glue and glitter.
They all have their own value and place and are always carefully put away in January to be rediscovered with surprise again the following December.
Kay decorated the tree this year, largely copying the same format I use - star at the top, crib and angels below that, then everything else (baubles, snowmen, father Christmases, gnomes, bows etc) below that. I meanwhile occupied myself with decorating the stair bannisters up and down three of our five flights, plus the hall and kitchen/diner. Greg busied himself upstairs with such things as computer maintenance and tidying the study (that means he will mislay things and forget where he put them) but, complimented us as he passed through and was generally far more appreciative than he had been for the past three Christmases. Kay and I paused from time to time to watch the Strictly Come Dancing semi-final and The X-factor final on TV. The results of these two shows went much the way we predicted, but here are the results of our own labours that evening.....
The next week or so is going to be a trifle hectic for me, as I expect it will in most households in the lead-up to Christmas. I still have
- heaps of presents to get and wrap
- food to buy in and prepare/cook
- to dust and hoover the house from top to bottom
- to travel 60 miles to collect my mother and bring her here for her two-week stay
- all the usual ferrying around for Kay and Snoopy.