In a strange kind of way, I'm going to be happy when the Christmas decorations come down tomorrow.
The bottom layer of tinsel is half-hanging off the Christmas tree; a lone bauble sits on the shelf, recently separated from its – now absent – hook; and Starbert looks most unimpressed with it all.
The latest installment has been an over-eager ferret trying to climb the window lights. With 'hilarious' consequences.
At this rate, everything's going to be shielded with perspex next year.
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