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Me still here, although I should be a) wrapping presents, b) writing cards, c) gettting some sleep. Will hopefully toddle off soon, but have whacked my little toe against my kitchen door and am too ouchy for sleeping. Perhaps changing into lovely pyjamas will help...
I envy you, Plums. However, mad Christmas shopping does mean that you can then select the things you like and keep them, having realised that you have overbought something chronic. I have my eye on a chalk mug (tiny messages for the leaving of), having got my sister something much cooler.
Also, it meant I got to go to the Bookartbookshop on Pitfield Street, which had a really cool thing which I got for my sister and for myself. I am spending too much...
Time for pyjamas, I think. A pair of well-warmed pyjamas is a thing of beauty... |
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