I have tarted up the hall with a few sprigs of other people's christmas tree offcuts. These are not the non-drop variety so it's a bit like getting married every time you enter or exit our dining room with seasonal confetti all over your head. I have now left the hoover on permanent standby and stopped inviting friends round to admire it. It looks like a bald and lonely Christmas for me and Mr Smith.
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