This morning when I woke at the late hour of 11am we had a real cut off christmas tree, a bucket, a pile of mud and a box to stand the whole cabobble on. By 1 o'clock we had a very unstable tree sitting in a bucket of mud on top of a box straining under the weight. Mother and I accepted defeat and drove into town. Now we have a christmas tree stand by the window where the tree should be, a bound up christmas tree sitting outside and a new box of fairy lights. It is too dark to do anything more now so the christmas decorations shall have to wait for another day.