Oh Christmas Tree

Today we go to our local supplier and pick a Christmas tree. We pick the nice bushy one, that's not too tall.

When we get home, Pete puts it in the Christmas tree stand, and checks the height. Ooops. We have to cut about 75cm off. When that's done, we aim it at the dooreway. Oh dear, it's a tight squeeze.

Finally it's inside and we dress it up. It takes up almost a quarter of the room. We admire it from the far corner. It looks fantastic, and smells great. But I am left wondering why we make this mistake every year - we think we've got the right size tree, and then when we bring it inside it's far bigger than expected.

Still ... it looks great.