Symphony No.7 in D minor Opus 70 Antonin Dvorak
The studio door - a misleadingly tasteful taster of what's to come.
Bach The Dog peers from the studio window, desperate to escape the decorative explosion.
A giant Bach The Dog gazes wistfully from the window at a more conservatively decorated area of our building.
The Classic FM Christmas tree, more conservatively decorated in the past. Still nowhere near modern standards of taste and decency.
It doesn't get much better close up, does it?
No, it still looks quite tasteless.
The television screen in the studio, used solely as a vehicle to hang more tinsel.
A pink Christmas tree? Of course! Doesn't everyone have one?
There's isn't a part of the studio that's left untouched by tinsel. Here, a loud speaker gets a makeover. Laurence Lllewelyn-Bowen was probably not consulted.
The studio microphone, resplendent with tinsel.
Outside the studio, Jane Jones' Christmas stocking awaits Mr Clause's visit.
Everyone's been coming down with a little lurgy recently. Mr Claus is no exception.