Friday, 14 December 2012
The Christmas Erection. A Thing Of Beauty!
Tricia and extremely handsome son George always go out and choose the tree for Christmas. It is only a tiny cottage but they have to choose the biggest tree that will fit the space. It is my job to get the Christmas tree in place. I don't know how it became my job. It is just one of those traditional things that happens every year. I don't help to decorate it. I did use to, but apparently I get in the way too much and make daft suggestions, so I am banned from helping. Suits me!
Granny is still in the hospital, but she is much more aware of where she is. They have already begun to get her walking again. I think this is quite remarkable considering her age. I think about another six days in hospital and then she will come and stay with Tricia for a while. It would not be a good idea for her to go straight home and be on her own. She would normally spend time here at Christmas anyway. It is going to be quite a job getting her not to do too much.