Tree

Painting the shed, buying CarbBoy's ENORMOUS present, farewelling Mr B (London, 24 hours), buying more presents, shed painting again, shopping, and relax.

My shoulder started hurting really badly on Sunday night, and I couldn't figure out what I'd done to it (pre-painting).  I guess it was some sort of warning about what I was about to do.  After two days of painting, it is now really genuinely sore.

And so, this evening, the kids were put to work decorating the tree.  I did the lights, they did the rest.  And it looks rather good, I have to say.  Normally I have to be a bit involved as, firstly, ladder scaling is usually required (small tree this year) and, secondly, they are a bit rubbish at decorating trees.  This year though they have mastered the art.  Freeing me up to write Christmas cards, take the occasional snap, and stuff myself with mince pies.