A Son of the Rock

Yesterday on my way to work, queued up in traffic, I happened to glance in a window. There was a Christmas tree in it. It was 8.45 so no lights on but still…. it was a Christmas tree.

I know the shops do up their windows and displays but that’s to drum up business. Plus they mostly have the decency to wait till Hallowee’en and Guy Fawkes Night are over. But a domestic Christma tree?

It’s only November – not even past St Andrew’s Day. It’s enough to bring out the Scrooge in anybody.