I was not sure if we would even be able to get a Christmas tree here seeing it is a predominantly Hindu country but not more than two shops into the market there it was. It stood upright and sparse and artificial and more like the ones we had when I was a kid although maybe a little better. It was perfect. They asked if I wanted it boxed which I thought would be a good idea since we were on the scooter. Would have looked funny with a 5.5m tree blowing in the wind as we made our way home. I should have known but by boxed it does not mean that there is a special box that it comes in. It means that we will pack it for you somehow with a box that almost fits but not quite but then bound together by rope that does not quite reach so small pieces are added on to just make it all bundle up. I love how this country works. The fun part is undoing it again.
As expected there were great squeals of delight from the kids as we rode in the driveway. They tore the tree out of our hands and wanted to put it up immediately. However, it was only the 30th Nov. They would have to wait until morning. What a mean Mum but it was worth the wait.
As I write the lights are twinkling on the tree and I feel happy. There is something familiar in that tree and it makes me feel great.
Haha.... would have loved to see you and DC on your scooter with the tree - so glad you could get one.
ReplyDeleteTotally a good thing to do - saving the sachets of sauce and any other thing left on the table - except the knives and forks of course!
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