Left home well before dawn last Monday, since dd had gone into labour with no. 3. Would have taken them down on the Sunday, but had 2 nieces from abroad arriving (we are in loco parentis) with one of them staying with us Monday night before returning to school, so wanted it still up for her.
So a very busy and exciting Monday - with tenterhooks thrown in! - lovely little new Dgd born Monday pm, with dh back and forth to airport/school etc.
Finally back home last night, so I’ve now made a start by taking all the lametta and ornaments off. Rest will have to wait until we’re showered and dressed!
Needles everywhere, so rather than getting it out of the front door for collection, we’ll probably chop it up in situ for dh to take to garden waste at the tip.
I usually feel sad when dismantling the tree but not this time, when Christmas is so well and truly over.
Mine will be up until the 31st because I live alone, nobody to fuss at me, and I like looking at them. 
Elderly fellow gran has become loudly racist
