The Poles Lane post box is plastered in tinsel so it must be time to accept that it’s almost Christmas. For everyone I haven’t managed to send a card to, here’s a little tree inspired rhyme…
We three trees, not in a park,
One in an office, one in the dark,
One on a table, that’s not very stable,
It’ll probably end with a spark!
Merry Christmas!
Notes from a small field 