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Morning rebels.
I've reached that always joyous point of pre-Christmas where I've finished all my shopping, feel I can exhale and relax a little, only to get hit by my mother asking me to finish hers. And it's all so specific that she won't be happy whatever I get. This year (so far) it's 'four mugs. Grey. But not TOO grey', and 'a dressing gown. Size 10 or 12, depending on the shop. Not a thick one, but not thin, either. Not a boring colour'. I'm asked 'because you work in town a few days a week anyway'. Yes, and because I work in town, I know that it's fucking horrible in there now, and either shop online, or make sure I'm done before December.
I’m confused. There’s nothing at all sinister in this photograph.Just about to walk past this, PRAY FOR ZENNY
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I hope Santa put her mind at rest!We just had breakfast with Santa at the local pub. There's little Dannii saying 'Santa, are you real because my friend told me it's just the mums and dads that put presents under the Christmas tree'.
I hope Santa put her mind at rest!
In an age of digital communication they are utterly pointlessI’m on the FUCK CARDS wagon and have been for years. Total waste of time. Still don’t understand why friends I see ALL THE TIME bother.
In an age of digital communication they are utterly pointless
I used to be a send everyone I know a Christmas card gay but I gave up years ago. I still love when I occasionally get one but they have lost their appeal in the modern age I guessIn an age of digital communication they are utterly pointless