Monday, December 10, 2007

Tatty Old Tinsel

I know that Christmas is a time for family and forgiving and acceptance, but I’m really struggling to allow Nick to drape his 2 foot long piece of raggy old tinsel on our otherwise spectacular tree.

He claims the short length of tinsel was part of his childhood, and that the reason it looks all chewed is that his cat did actually chew it. In places there are no sparkly bits at all, just the bare centre string, and in other places the merest covering of sad looking, crumpled up, was-gold-20 years-ago, shreds of tinsel. It currently has pride of place on the tree. I have considered the consequences of a mysterious disappearance of the tinsel, but have decided that I would rather have a moth-eaten looking tree than a sad puppy looking husband.

The tinsel has a stay of execution. For this year anyway.


Blogger Primrose Hill said...

You are a VERY, VERY, VERY good wife, if that was me it would have been in the bin years ago!

I've e-mailed you about the chicken situation, give me a call though as it's too much to put in an e-mail!

L x

1:03 PM  
Anonymous Dad said...

You should realise that your husband is your lord and master!

10:48 PM  
Anonymous Mum said...

Dream on!!!

10:49 PM  
Blogger Tracy said...

Scrunch up the offending tinsel into a ball - sew it all together at the middle - and make a kind of bauble out of it. then hang it at the back of the tree. If your marriage is based on compromise (?) that should satisfy him!!!! Good Luck and Merry Christmas xxx

10:51 PM  
Blogger Nick said...

tracy, I would accept your suggestion as a more than reasonable compromise :-)

8:52 AM  
Anonymous rach said...

ah haaa! Tracy, you are a genius! I will take your suggestion and post a photo tomorrow

11:12 AM  

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