Tree-mend-us

Our poor Christmas tree angel. She has seen 34 years of active service and no wonder she looks exhausted. Balanced up there every year with boys fighting over the parcels below, her robes tattered and her bodice crumpled... she has presided over 6 dwellings and for most of her time has slept in a box in a damp attic. This year Donald dressed the tree and did a fab job. Next year?
We all felt the better of a Christmas together, four of us and the Angel.