Another busy day today in Avie's house,
after we'd managed to get over the fun affair of the exploding oven –
today was tree-up day, the day on which we put the Christmas trees up
for the year – one downstairs, one upstairs. I handled the upstairs
one, Avie the downstairs, and between us this joyous but strenous
task took up most of the afternoon – which it why I am writing the
blog tonight, as Avie wore herself out decorating a fantastic tree.
Every year seems to be better than the
last; we're always adding to the decorations year on year, and some
of them are decades old, lovingly brought out every Christmas,
memories sparkling like jewels on the tree. It's always a pleasant
task to complete, and it really feels as if Christmas is here. The
day was topped off with home-made (of course) tomato soup and bread,
served with a cheese platter. And so, to bed!
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