Merry whatever

Season's Greetings to everyone who takes the time to read this roll of cultural and other ramblings. It's been a busy year for me, moving jobs, moving country, and finally feeling at home. Here's a new poem for your festive reading.

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Good news from Oslo, batteries included

We're

sorry we haven't

wrapped it, again this

year, but, you know, after

70 we didn't think you'd mind.

It's a bit

big, awkward with

those needles, graduated

branches, and we didn't want

to risk you putting it upside down

in the hidden stand. The guards aren't

keen these

days either. If we

spruced it up, they couldn't

keep an eye, and a 20 metre green

Viking at customs might look like a

missile, too soon chipped, composted, mulched

by the bomb squad. Anyway, we know you prefer it

draped

in words.

Enjoy.