When I was a child it was plain to see Christmas had arrived when we got our tree Decorations were dusted down and hung from branches with gifts around Time moved on and soon the tree was made of tinsel for all to see in green and gold with strings of light and Christmas shone into the night From there we moved to one of silk a massive thing for one of its ilk and a colour scheme so nothing jars and people 'oo'd' and people 'ahh'd' Now the tree is as you see no decorations, no clutter for me a multi-coloured, entrancing thing that comes to life when you plug it in We change and grow and move through life and deal with laughter and deal with strife and cynical though we may be no matter what we think we still have a tree I hope you all have a tree-fastic Christmas and a wonderful and peacful New Year Thank you to those who have been kind enough to teach me so much, and to the friends who have cared. Especially the wonderful Jodie and as always, the special Madmouse.