“Hello wiseman” he says each time we pass the window. It takes us an extra 5 minutes to leave the house because we have to sing to the wiseman. Today it was “wheels on the bus” and “twinkle twinkle little star”.

A part of me wants to take down the Christmas decorations, sweep away the pine needles, pack away the snowglobes and welcome in the new year, another part of me can’t bear to put the wiseman in the attic, the life he breathes into him will be gone.

So wiseman lives on for a few more days