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Late-ish last night (late for me, the Swiss air seems to be affecting me. I’m in bed by 9 most nights) I had a call from a dear friend, whom I will call, for want of a better name, Fursty Ferret (memories of long hot summer days on the grass in front of the pub) 
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This song just came on the radio.
Suddenly I’m no longer at work.
I’m 8. Christmas is snowy. Presents are bountiful.  Nothing is bad or scary. I’m not worried about anything. The holidays last forever. School isn’t until next year.
A wry smile plays on my lips. It can’t have been that good. We used to wear DMs, listen [...]

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I’ve been tagged with the Festive 7 by the fabulous Bush Mummy. Something which I’m pathetically grateful about since work is just manic at the moment…
*EDIT* while going through this, I realise that actually, I don’t want that much this year. Hence, where it says 7 and I’ve only written 1, it’s because it’s true. I don’t [...]

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In order to be down wid da kidz nowadays, you have to be part of a gang.
In London alone, there are 169 different gangs, each with their own patch, their own rules and their own way of doing things.
I was once in a gang. In fact, I used to be a gang leader.
It was a [...]

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