WELL, I probably should be writing something profound and clever about the problems in Syria and my views about the air strikes but instead I have asked The Dog (Jarvis).
He says: "Don't bomb Syria." So, I will leave it at that.
Anyway, as Christmas looms I have been grappling with how to get a six foot Christmas Tree into my pint size Fiat.
I know I could opt for a tiny tree or ask for assistance from someone with a bigger car, but that is SO boring.
(Dear reader, while I plan to buy my tree early, it will not enter our home until December 24 - I am determined to play out tradition for the first time in my life and enjoy my 12 days of Christmas to the full - starting on Christmas Eve and not November 27).
After a mammoth walk at Standing Hat with the Teen and the Dog in tow, I decided to head to the Forestry Commission centre to purchase my handsome six footer - I was determined NOT to bring home a runt.
The Norwegian I spotted was tall and perfectly formed so with seasonal smiles I handed £40 to the Game Keeper Chap, who winced when he saw my car.
"We'll never get it in there."
"Of course we will. You will be amazed at what you can fit in this tiny miracle and if the worst comes to the worst I can always roll down the roof."
He looked up at the rain.
The Teen appeared with The Dog. The Game Keeper raised his eyebrows and shook his head before looking at the car.
Undeterred I opened the boot and pulled down the back seats.
"I don't want to damage your paint work," he said as attempted to push the tree through the boot.
"Don't worry about that. Just push."
And I pulled the trunk all the way up to the windscreen missing The Teen's heads by a very small margin indeed.
I strode over to Game Keeper, twirled the tippy top branch into the boot and closed it.
Okay so we couldn't see and our noses were almost touching the glass, but the three of us and our tree arrived home safely.
The neighbour, who is the nicest man in the world, took the tree out of the car and carried it to the garden.
I promise you it will not come in until Christmas Eve.
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