Sunday 5th January
With a final twist of crumpled brown paper the last bauble is wrapped and tucked back into the box. Each paper snowflake has been folded away, the yew branches pulled down from the kitchen mantel shelf and the drips of candle wax cleaned off the fireplace. I unwind the lights from the tree with a heavy heart, none of us wants this Chri…
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