Next to our cake stall in the Museum of Childhood last Saturday was a lovely young woman who designs and makes displays for the museum, Without the resources of their parent, the V&A, this outpost has learned to be resourceful and so we learnt in passing how simple it was to make these paper baubles. Waiting for that pudding to boil last night, I exercised my newly acquired knowledge and spent a relaxing hour cutting a musical score into strips and stapling them together. I hope Mozart isn't turning in his grave, wherever it might be.
The decorations, along with some stars, are now adorning our slightly bonkers entry to the local Christmas tree festival. It's all very Barbara and Tom this year but at least it hardly cost a penny. Maybe in 2014 we'll be able to go a bit more bling and leopardskin, a la Bet Lynch, if things look up - or down as the case may be.