When I was little, Mum and Dad bought a real Christmas tree, which used to go out in the garden every year. It was there right up until the late 1980s when the house was sold, then the builders who bought the house cleared the garden. Along with the Christmas tree, all the lovely fruit trees and bushes were gone in a few hours. When my daughter and stepchildren were young, we had an artificial tree, but I don't bother now. Besides, all the decorations that I loved (some were nearly as old as me) are up in the loft and I can't get to them.