Usually, by now, the house is decorated and we are enjoying the build up rather more than we are this year. With the company of the builders and the house completely upside down, it’s been pretty hard to bother about fripperies. Instead, we’ve just tried to close the door and forget about the chaos that reigns behind it.
Not a single mince pie has been baked in the house, either, because our oven is still awaiting repair. But rather than invite you to the pity party, let me instead, welcome you with the wreath I just made for our door.
With a few strands of some weed or other in the garden and a wrap of Christmas greenery from Asda the other day, Christmas is beginning to shape up in this neck of the woods at last.
If you’d like the details of how I made the wreath, they’ll be appearing shortly on the craft blog I write for the National Federation of Women’s Institutes website, I hope!
