A morning spent hiding cigarettes for Mam. I'd rather she didn't smoke. And so would she, so we hide them and she smokes less of them.
A bit like having a pet squirrel.

The afternoon was spent talking about something which will never be sorted out, but  talking about it seems to help.

Then it was time to put the tree up. My tree is so old bits are dropping off. I think it may be time for a new one. I wonder if I cut it through the middle it would tell me its age?