A little golden cherub with a head of tight curls, two feathered wings and a small lyre held close to his chest, as if he is halfway through a carol. Soft drapery falls across his lap, his bare toes peek out below, and every curl, feather and fold catches the light with a warm gold shine.

His gold thread loop is already attached, so he goes straight onto a branch, a garland or a wreath. Scatter a few through the tree for an old-world, heavenly look, knot one into the bow of a special gift so it lives on long after the paper is gone, or set him among the greenery on the mantel. With only a handful in stock, he is an angel worth claiming early.