Lights Out

I took down all the decorations this afternoon and D has just taken the tree outside. I've discovered that the Dyson doesn't like pine needles; it spits them out.
I miss the smell of the tree and the warmth of the lights. The room has lost it's cosy feel and there's a wacking great empty space where the tree used to be.

Mum, Dad and I went to Saffron Walden this morning.
I went back to the optician and I'm back with the lenses I first started with, 3 months ago. 
Ho Hum.