The most wonderful time of the year
WHAT I THINK we can all agree on is this: March was a Bad Month. Which was why nobody batted an eyelid when, quietly and around the world, people started putting their Christmas trees back up. Fishing the tree out from whatever forgotten corner it had been stashed in and resurrecting old baubles and untangling tinsel seemed like a way of taking a Bad Month and finding the crack in it – the one that lets the light in.
Christmas trees will do that. Maybe it’s the sight of things that sparkle. Perhaps it has nothing to do with the tree at all. It’s probably all about the rituals; of unboxing decorations and arguing over the correct placement of the angel or realising that the string of fairy lights has short-fused seconds after you’ve painstakingly wrapped it around each individual branch. That’s the magic of Christmas: memories, togetherness and
