Instead of a tree

We decided a while ago not to have a Christmas tree, as we're hardly going to be here and I also hate the killing-a-tree thing (for at least the first 30 years of my life I refused to have anything to do with cut flowers because they're dying flowers, which perhaps may help explain some lack of success with girls).

But then, on the way to see a film (Love Actually, which I am happy to report is far from as terrible as I remembered it) my wife saw this in an antique/junk shop. So now we have a 'tree', which will not die, until some future cat knocks it off the table, as it's glass.