Here are some pictures of our ancient faux Christmas tree. First without tinsel and next with. My mum blew a week's wages on this tree over 38 years ago. It is still serviceable. Some of it is perishing and the whole bottom row of branches is long gone, broken and split by the exuberance of a still fondly remembered family dog from decades ago. Some of the decorations are hand made, some are brand new and others are older than me. It's all part of family tradition now. It carries stories and memories on every branch.