Dragged it out of the garage cupboard, shook off the dust and whatever else had attached itself - fortunately no Fukushima's roaches.
Then came the joy of light - or rather frustration that there are no such things are controls for fairy lights, and there will always be two boxes that just don't work from last year. A wicked ploy by manufacturers to ensure a constant purchase pattern.
BAH HUMBUG
And where is the partridge in the pear tree?
Looks like we'll be eating roast turkey at this rate.
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