and we’re still in the big room.
I thought I’d try to get slightly better photos of some of the things that were flown past in the last post. I’m not sure that these pics are markedly better, but that’s what happens when you mix warring felines and suicidal cameras.
and just so you know: the ailing ONE MONTH OLD Nikon is covered under my insurance but the cost of claiming is more than said camera cost in the first place or the local camera place can send it away to be fixed, at roughly the cost of a new one … so … I bit the bullet, and ordered another one yesterday,which means that you should only have to put up with the lousy pics for a couple of weeks.
Anyway, mooooooving on … in the corner whatnot, near the predominantly blue Arctic Saint Nicholas, are a couple of danish yule plates that escaped from the kitchen,
as well as a family [ herd? Does three constitute a herd ? ] of reindeer.
Some marginally better shots of some of the nativities:
you could see that due to an unpacking incident, poor Joseph has had his head glued back on, the ox has had reconstructive surgery to both ears, and the ass has fared no better.
Over the doorway through to the kitchen is a swag of fake greenery with a few silver ornaments.
The cats that you can barely see, were machine embroidered in gold thread, but gold isn’t really my thing so this year I spray painted them antique silver.
so that’s about it. I’ll leave you with a couple more of the vintage postcards,