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I sorted out a refund from the gym for a pilates class, bought the last few presents I'm going to get before Christmas, and saw a few friends and my godson, Hugh, who is standing on his own and chortling merrily. He's a gorgeous little boy, and his parents are fantastic. I'm extremely proud and privileged to be one of his godmothers. ;-) I hope I'll get to see more of him next year. I've watched Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom (again, still crawly with far too many bugs, but Short Round is ace, and what happened to Ric Young - aka Mr plastic-face after that film? Now, I'm so tired, my face is about to fall off. And tomorrow, I'm heading off to my folks', and I'll be back on Boxing Day for much-o shopping and seeing of friends.

Have a great long weekend, whether you celebrate Christmas or not. ;-)

Situation normal...

The trains are fubarred in York, thanks to overhead line problems. So my Dad's on his way over to pick us up. Have a great Christmas, all, and remember to watch Doctor Who tomorrow, 7pm. *beam*