tinsel, tinsel everywhere.....

but not a garland to buy, well silver at least.
Em and I hunted high and low in town for some to trim an emergency angel costume for the nursery performance tomorrow. In the end I settled for some silver ribbon from the haberdashers stall at the indoor market. The market's never overly busy but it's a treasure trove of all things useful, except silver tinsel. It was a place a hankered for when we were stateside. A one-stop shop right in the middle of town for those bits and pieces you can't find anywhere else.
There's snow on them there hills after our bitterly cold and wet night. None here, we're usually kept a few degrees warmer by the sea.