I recently realised that I had always (tacitly) assumed that icicles hanging off christmas trees were a fantasy dreamt up by festive decorations manufacturers.
Apparently not. While, yet again, I failed to actually have my camera on me tonight, the journey up the chairlift was made that little bit more magical by the fact that at the end of every branch/frond (?) on every tree on the way up, there hung a small (or not so small) icicle sparkling in the lights.
Aww.
