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Tis the season...

Oxford Street Christmas lights

Where a glass of red wine just seems so appropriate. In fact, due to the cold weather, it might be rude not to finish a bottle between two - after all the minute you step out of the pub that same cold weather will have you refreshed in no time. Well that's what we hope for. 

Last night brought the festive season in, for me, with much merriment, hilarity and unbundling out of a taxi at 1:30am! So it was a slightly more exhausted me that faced the world today, but there were a few things to look forward to at least.

The first was the lighting of the computer screen. Tastefully decorated with blue star-shaped fairy lights, we waited until it was dark outside before plugging in the USB. However, it was by no means dark inside, really minimising that effect. 

The second was the deliciousness that is a mince-pie. I've waited until December before allowing myself this delightful treat. They've been tantalisingly, alluring - placed strategically in all the stores. And they always look so very good. So with great anticipation, and a fair amount of ceremony (well a bit more than the screen illumination) a large mug of coffee was made and the mince-pie placed in front of me. 

In all fairness it did look good. It was Waitrose-esque with some pretty shape on top - the kind you'd happily leave out for guests to admire. And admire them they would, because the minute they took a bite they'd realise that they were probably better off not breaking any resolutions just quite yet. 

And on the note of resolutions, I am going to make one now. Instead of opening a pretty advent window and eating an advent chocolate every day, I'm going to write a blog. It'll be a bit of a challenge because if the weeks to come are anything like the one that has just gone past I'm going to have to become a very efficient time manager. 

But I like a challenge, and maybe I'll reward myself with a little chocolate along the way!


Lucky

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