Twelfth Night

Tonight is twelfth night, and at midnight Christmas will officially be over. Also, all decorations need to be down by midnight or else (what, I don't know), so I'm busy packing stuff away any-old-how, as long as it's down it counts as gone. If I get it out and sort it out tomorrow, that only counts as organizing and tidying. All I have left to do is take the Christmas tree out, and take down the outside icicle lights.

Invariably I find something that my eagle eyes missed about a week after Christmas, and then I have to leave it around all year or else (what, I don't know). Where did this superstition come from? I just don't know! Last year I forgot to pack a little jingle bell that was hanging on the banister post, so I left it there all year, and each time I'd pass with a wide load (ironed clothes, stuff to be moved upstairs, suitcases) it would jingle and remind me that it was the one that was left behind! This is my chance to put it away, but I got used to it's friendly little chime, so it's staying there for another year!

I just took a picture to show on this blog, and realised that Jingle Bell has been Reindeerised!

Someone has added antlers and a red nose since the Christmas Holidays started. It used to be a plain little bell, I'm sure. Here's a close-up...

How very very strange.......