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Dreary November still offers a few special mornings at work.
Not a great deal to report really. Spoke to my dad yesterday and I'm pleased my parents have basically decided against attempting any kind of regular Christmas, despite Boris relaxing the rules for the period. How horrible is it going to be for those people who infect their family and see them die for the sake of Christmas dinner? It's genuinely going to happen for some people. Could you even imagine?
That's about it.