Yesterday Zoe was NOT happy. It was time to undecorate and defenestrate the Xmas tree. As an ardent Santaphile she protested loudly and vigorously. She is still at that wonderful age where Xmas is all rather magic, rather than simply an opportunity to put the screws on the parents to get lots of computer games.
By the end, the tree was shedding needles every which way and the only way to get it out of the flat without making an awful mess on the stairwell is to throw it off the balcony.
By the time it hit the ground it was balder than me.
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