Sunday, December 05, 2004

My house looks like a brothel

It does. Honestly. Well, a cross between a brothel and a really bad eighties disco.

Someone, no names mentioned, may have got just a little carried away with the Christmas lights.

There is a tree this year, and despite the best efforts of six cats, it is still standing tall. It came with lights, which left all the more free to decorate the house with. Plus that same nameless someone also bought some lights for the willow tree outside and a string of angel lights because they looked cute.

Still, having a house that looks like a brothel isn't all bad.

It is colouful.

It is cheerful.

It gets you in the mood.