Austeritree

They've gone to town down the local town with the Christmas decorations again this year. I'd taken a photo of the sparkly traffic cone at the weekend, but it was daylight and thought it would look better all lit up at night. "What you taking a photay of that fur, the tree's pish" comment from someone as I circled it looking for a good angle answered that.

Made from the green stuff greengrocers used to lay out their apples and bananas on and surrounded by some very utilitarian and unfestive metal barriers, with the noise of sledgehammers and drills and worker's whistling as they convert the old Co-op into a Wetherspoons behind me, and topped off with the aroma of Korma and Pakora from the curry house to my right, it all felt as festive as f*ck down the High Street tonight.

It's starting to feel a lot like someone couldn't be arsed.