Simon and I are second-time arounders and have only been together for a handful of Christmases.
The ex’s got possession of the festive malarkey we’d amassed over the years, so for our first one, we bought a little rooted Christmas tree grown a handful of miles down the road in Devon.
It grew slowly and surely but sadly, didn’t fare too well during the weird summer we’ve just had and to be honest, she entered winter looking a little threadbare.
Eco sits in both of our bellies and we didn’t want to buy a cut tree and knew we definitely didn’t want an artificial one either.
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There’s an expression that frequently seems to be dropped into everyday conversation these days.
It’s generally delivered from a bystander who is in full agreement of an eloquent speaker who is waxing lyrical about something important.
When the flair-filled speaker finishes their dialogue, the humbled watcher simply says, ‘What he said’, showing their full agreement for the sentiment.
We’ve received a lot of correspondence from entrants and admirers of the Magic Oxygen Literary Prize; one arrived this morning with a poetic contribution attached from performance poet Andy Blackwell.
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