Guardian Life & Style (US) • Jan. 6, 2026, 11:44 a.m.

<p><strong>Inkpen, Berkshire:</strong> The felted mouse choir, the sleeping fawn … a lot of it has meaning to us. At least the greenery goes up in a blaze of glory</p><p>By the time you read this, we’ll be taking down the Christmas decorations.

I don’t like to let them go. I love the mischief of the days and nights over Christmastide.

They sit outside ordinary time, disappearing and extending of their own accord. I enjoy the historical ambiguity over when Twelfth Night falls: the 5th, or this night?

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