Deck the halls ...

Yes, it's that wonderful time of year again, when the Christmas decorations are sourced from deep in the understairs cupboard.  It's always a joy - not just because it's the season to be, etc., etc., but because the decorations have memories (and smell fabulous).  Each year we buy a few new decorations for the tree, and each year we look back at our past choices.  The oldest decoration that we have goes way back to my infant school days where I used to read a book called Twigwidge.  I have imagined that one of our decorations, way back then, was the little Twig man himself as he looked a bit like a twig (a Father Christmas made from red pipecleaners with an oversized ball shaped head and felt pointed hat).  From that day on, he's always sat inside a plastic silver basket and hung on the tree.  Christmas would be seriously unlucky without Twigwidge to take care of things!  He doesn't look at all like a Father Christmas now (or a Twigwidge for that matter), just a load of pipecleaners with a head - but all the same, he's special.

Here's some photos I've taken this year of the tree, a few decorations (including one of my dolly peg Santas from last year and of our gorgeous Dragon lights).