Having lived in the village for, oooh, eleven years... I guess it was inevitable that one day we would venture into the church. There was a surprising number of trees on display, although the quality was rather hit and miss. Perhaps in future they could consider some sort of qualifiers to sort the wheat from the chaff, as it were... for every 'MOT Failure' and 'Haberdasher-tree' there was altogether too many crap ones made by Brownies.
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