That was the tree, that was

It's over, we've let it go (bonus blip points for anyone who gets the 60s satire reference). We walked the Christmas tree down to the collection point in the village this morning. Ours is the one on top of the pile. We were going to give it to the person who asked on a local Facebook group for trees to give to her goats, but my daughter hasn't been able to find her address. So it was back to the recycling collection point in Chobham again. It was a nice walk on a very crisp, sunny winter's day and we stopped off for a coffee at Basil and Blue, conveniently close by, after dumping the tree.