I remember the first Christmas tree I saw in our house in Tegelen. It was a real tree, with beautiful glass ornaments, all different colours and different shapes. The best part was the beautiful little white candles in their metal clip holders, lit for only a few minutes. Those lights, and the scent of their burning – that is a warm Christmas memory for me.
One year, the tree was set up by Dad in a metal water bucket filled with (I think) coal. Unfortunately, the tree kept on toppling over! Finally it was fixed with a string or wire from the top of the tree to a fixed object.