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The perfect start to the Christmas holiday: snow and a Christmas tree. There was probably only an inch or so of snow, but enough to justify getting the sledge out (or is it a toboggan – what’s the difference?). And there was something ridiculously satisfying about towing the tree home on the sledge. I don’t know why. It’s not as though we’d trudged through snowy woods to cut it down, just over the hill and down the Gloucester Road. Still, it felt good, and the kids absolutely loved it.