Oh, Tesco. The minute the clock chimes midnight on Xmas eve, all the decorations (which have been up since Hallowe’en) are ripped down in favour of New Year’s fare, and now the Easter eggs are on the shelves.
I have, however, benefited from this pure market force consumerism by purchasing a wheelbarrow load of heavily discounted Christmas lights for next year’s tree in an attempt to avoid the annual fairy light disappointment i.e. the inevitable sudden malfunction of the bastarding things as soon as they are on the tree when they worked perfectly the year before.