Usually, in November a large council lorry with a crane appears and men in fluorescent jackets and hard hats hang festive lights on the large tree on the village green, but this year they have been conspicuous in their absence.
However, during the week I spotted that a proper Christmas tree, surrounded by six foot metal barricades mounted on breeze blocks had been erected on the said village green….. which sadly, can hardly be described in terms of a romantic nature…..
…… After another day or so, lights had been added. I am not sure what Charles Dickens would make of it all, especially the barricades, and I think Tiny Tim too would be a little perplexed, but as Esther Rantzen has oft been heard to say “That’s Life!”
When the lights had been plugged in Darrell tried to get a descent picture of me and the tree in the dark, but there is only so long that you can loiter on the green without arousing suspicions, so this is the best of a very bad job!
However, Motorworld have done themselves proud again with their knitted nativity tableau in the basement of a wonderful church constructed out of cardboard boxes… it’s even got an alter, bell tower and real lights!
The sheep are Nigel’s favourite, he makes Darrell or I take him everyday to have a look, but we are all a bit worried about the one sheep that seems to be standing at a wonky angle! Perhaps he’s overcome by the significance of the situation he has found himself in!