It’s looking increasingly likely that we’re going to have a white Christmas this year, which is bloody typical because I’m working it. While everyone else is tucking into their Christmas diner I shall be sliding around on abandoned streets trying not to crash into parked cars. Still, working or not,…

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Amy gets to choose three bedtime stories to be read to her before she goes to sleep. Usually at least one of these is an Apple Tree Farm Story, which she must be close to being able to recite from memory – I know I certainly am. She also has…

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