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Dreadful Nonsense

"I've read your blog. it's really funny. you should write a column." - Jon Ronson

Enough about the blood already!


Actually, I wanted to decorate our flat on the 1st of December, as that's the official time to put up Christmas decorations in my book (my book is entitled "CHRISTMAS!!!!" with four exclamation marks, written in red ink and slightly tilted to the right to imply jocularity). So I dragged He Who Only... down the street to find someone selling Christmas trees on a Friday evening in North London at 8pm. In the rain. We didn't find any trees. So we decorated yesterday instead, and this is what happened:

The slight blur is not that my camera batteries are running out. It's caused by the catastrophe of tinsel. Our entire flat has the look of a children's party just about to happen.

And the Fairy at the Top of what I'm going to insist we call our Tree'O'Love is Mr Tony Bear:

Hooray for Christmas!


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