Another Christmas Slips Away

My goodness how time flies! Seems like only yesterday I was running around like a headless chicken buying those last minute Christmas presents. Today is the 6th January, traditionally the last day of Christmas. I scoured Lincoln looking for twelve drummers drumming but I could not find any anywhere, not even at B&Q. The girl behind the counter said they were not likely to be getting any in either. She suggested I tried Amazon! Now it's time to take the lights off the tree (when are they going to invent Christmas tree lights that come on first time). Followed by the tedious job of taking all those glass baubles off the tree and packing them away safely in boxes between layers of tinsel, silver drape, two tatty old father christmas hats, the cat, (the cat! what's he doing in there, get out). Remove all those sprigs of holly from behind the pictures and pick up the Christmas cards that fell over a long time ago. That leaves one last job.........getting the dreaded Christmas tree out! Well I cracked that one several years ago. No more trying to push and pull the tree through the door, leaving a trail of pine needles everywhere, for me. The answer! Garden loppers. Take the loppers into the house together with large plastic bag. Snip off branches into manageable lengths. Pop branches into plastic bag. No mess. Job done. Time to drink that last can of lager in the fridge. Good luck with yours, though I suspect many of you will have done this job long before now.