Summary
IT'S just when the doorbell rings that I notice the silver star hanging from the light fitting - a single remnant of Christmas that escaped the annual exodus to the loft.
Normally this wouldn't be a problem, although it does reflect badly on my dusting habits.See the full content of this document
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Laura Davis
But on this occasion it spells disaster.
The friend who is at the door, ringing the bell, is allergic to Christmas decorations.Not in December, you understand, which ...See the full content of this document
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