
We put the Christmas tree up last weekend. I say 'we'; Caroline assembled and decorated the tree while I offered sage (although unsolicited) advice. It must have taken around three hours, and while I was not unsatisfied with the finished product, I did feel it necessary to point out some areas for improvement - some tinsel here, a missing bauble there and the angel atop the tree was, to me at least, ever so slightly askew.
I helpfully suggested that Caroline went back up the ladder to readjust the angel's position a fraction, but what happened next was a bit of a blur ...
I can only assume Caroline fell off the ladder. I came to with tinsel wrapped rather tightly round my throat, broken baubles in my hair and the angel ... well, it took several hours to delicately extricate the angel.
Fortunately there was no need to visit A & E - driving would have proved extremely uncomfortable,if not physically impossible - but it is still difficult to sit down and I think some more physiotherapy may be required.
Now I know that Christmas can be a stressful time, but crikey! Anyway, after a thorough cleaning the angel is now back in her rightful place on top of the tree. All's well that ends well!