The forest grows

No real tree in our house as we just don't have the space so, as I posted a few days ago, we have a small forest of wooden trees. Just two. One has glass baubles in the candle holders, the other has candles which were lit for the first time this evening.

The spirit of goodwill to all men really manifested itself (not) in this 'fine city' of Norwich on Saturday when a gang of 15 'hard men' visited a bar in Norwich. If you have a strong stomach you can read about it here but don't feel obliged to.

When I first read this I felt ashamed of being a citizen of Norwich but then I remembered: we are many, they are few. And they are lower than vermin.