Mum and Dad sent me a picture of their glorious Xmas tree:
So we sent back a picture of ours:
In other news, my local Starbucks have renamed me. I was once Miss Grande White Mocha. Now I am called Miss Lives in Zone 9. Oh the shame I feel at nearly reaching double digits, as far as Londoners are concerned anything outside the M25 is past the world's end. Beyond the Shire heading out towards Mordor. If the Earth was flat I would have dropped off the edge of it.
So long as I can still get my grande white mocha from beyond the edges of time and space I don't mind too much.
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