 |
| Apart from the lack of snow... |
Christmas means digging out that long box that houses our Christmas tree and the other box of decorations we've accumulated over the years.
For the last two years we haven't used them because we've spent Christmas in London at Patrick and Randy's house.
Last year we had Christmas dinner at Acoustic, the cafe opposite their house in Stoke Newington. Freezing cold outside. Lovely and warm inside Acoustic. A great meal. Just me and my best girl.
Great times.
So...the Christmas tree and box of accumulated decorations has been stored in various garages we've owned over the last three years (Otane, Waipukurau, Mangaturoto).
But this year we have family flying in from the U.S.A. (Fanfa), Oztraya (Adamski and Ashleigh), and Palmerston North (DLG and William).
Christmas at home meant I went in search of the Christmas tree in the long box and the other box of accumulated decorations. I remembered where they'd been stored - the tool shed.
The first thing I noticed was the smell. Over the years, various rodents had visited the box it appeared. Tell tale little blue pellets on the top of the long box. Boy did it stink.
When I opened the long box I immediately saw why it stunk. At some point in the past three years, Ratty had made his or her home in the fake branches - mixing scraps of cardboard with string.
A very dead flat rat lay underneath the fake branches.
Doh!!
 |
| 2017 version |
For some reason SWMBO wouldn't entertain me cleaning off ratty's home and water blasting the branches.
So, off to the Warehouse we went. The last one in the store became ours.
We constructed the new Christmas tree and unpacked the accumulated decorations (separate box and not penetrated by ratty).
Looks good huh!!
Its now sitting decorously and calmly in the lounge, waiting for the Purdettes and their significant others to visit.
Roll on Christmas.
Love and peace and ho ho ho - Wozza
No comments:
Post a Comment