Getting Festive

This is Mr Flum in the process of putting together Christmas tree. The lights are on (and working), reflecting nicely on the (newly washed) crystal on the windowledge. The decorations are yet to be hung. 

The 'pretty coloured twinkly lights' that caused such anguish yesterday are in the hall and the string of coloured lights in the sunroom have never been taken down since they were put up  three years ago and create a festive feeling at the back of the house. At some stage I must find a home for the nativity set, whose space has been usurped by the Big Twig.

Oh, and I marzipanned the cake.

It's beginning to feel like Christmas - but first comes Mr Flum's birthday.