oh, christmas tree...

so the end of the first week of the new year heralds the official end of christmas and with it the mass abandonment of the christmas tree. on my way to the station this morning i passed no fewer than 7 trees before even reaching the main road, impressive as i only live at number 13.

i must say it did make me a little sad, gone now is the christmas spirit, the twinkling lights cheering the morning darkness, and the tinsel hiding the cobwebs. now that all the decorations have been packed away it seems people have returned to their casual rudeness.

i feel that maybe, just to bring good cheer a little further into the year, a communal burning of christmas trees and an unwanted christmas present exchange might go a long way towards boosting spirits...

on the plus side friday spirits were high at AOC Archaeology (or maybe all staff were just running on autopilot) but there were some good quotes of which i shall share my favourite:

whilst discussing the coffin plates and furniture from one of last years sites with Dr Rachel, the consversation moved on to the new exhibit soon to appear at the Museum of London, and amongst other things would be work from "disection people", otherwise known as surgeons or pathologists, whichever you prefer...