I had planned a beautifully fluffy white tree for the corner of my office/dining room. In my mind's eye tasteful glamour radiated from dense branches laden with tiny twinkly trinkets; so imagine my disappointment when instead a rather grey looking, somewhat sparse, artificial excuse for a Christmas tree arrived in yesterday's post. That'll teach me not to purchase online in future! Ah well - the seller did include a free gift, so in the spirit of goodwill to all men, I ripped open the packaging, only to find the naffest Father Christmas I have ever had the misfortune to lay eyes on! He did make me chuckle though, as I grabbed one black booted foot and without compunction, hurled him head first back into his box.
Call me sentimental if you like, but I do believe every tree should have its day, so for one year only, my beyond tacky, skinny grey/white tree will grace the dining room cabinet, tarted up as best I can with fairy lights and twinkly bits n' bobs; hopefully it will be completely outshone by the 7ft spruce I have planned for the living room - hmmn, perhaps I'll learn my lesson and make sure I visit the farm shop to choose that tree in person!