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i don’t want a lot for christmas…
And after a rip-roaring week in That London, there surely isn’t enough fun left in the world for me have any more without using up some of somebody else’s allocation, which would be not only appallingly rude, but terribly selfish. I have luxuriated snugly in my beautiful hotel room complete with the Best View Ever (until next time, at least),…
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twenty one more sleeps to go…
Well whatever the detractors might think (and unlike myself after eight mince pies from Betty’s brought by a kind visitor the other day), it’s all undoubtedly starting to take shape, starting with the weather (distinctly chilly at time of writing), the television (on which I have watched many, many Bonds over the last couple of weeks) and not least the…
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i was defeated you won the war…
And a fine time was (hopefully) had by all, especially me, having spent the latter part of last week in one of the plushest and most comfortable hotels I have ever had the good fortune to encounter being unashamedly spoilt rotten by my favourite London gentlemen, as well as a few very welcome new faces (who are in for a…