So this year, for the first time, we are staying home for Christmas. In our own flat. Simon’s parents are coming to stay and I am making Christmas dinner with all the trimmings.
And so we bought a tree. It’s not real. It’s very small. And it’s behind barriers so a small boy leaves it alone.
It’s hardly the tree I envisioned. But it’s all ours.
And I think Charlie Brown would like it: –
Happy Christmas everyone!