A rather violent and unscheduled downpour soon turned into not very amusing monsoon conditions, thwarting the day’s itinerary. So, with our usual flair and finesse, we took this gap in our horticultural agenda to Christmasize the potting shed. The fact that our usual tree (the bonsai hornbeam) had gone to its maker (not died just returned to the person who nurtured it) did not hold us up for long. We have allocated a new festive tree, as you can see in the above photo, which is just as lovely as its predecessor. Once we had sumptuously dressed this mini Chile Pine it was time for the official turning on of the Christmas lights. Unfortunately Elvis had double-booked so we were very lucky that Hero agreed to stand in at the last minute. She made a very touching speech and flicked the switch without a hitch, greeted with a gasp of pleasure from the assembled crowd (me). Not sure about her rendition of Hound Dog though!