A sign of my age?
Methinks that I am on my way to becoming middle-aged!
This morning my mother asked me what I would like for Christmas, and all I could think of was an umbrella (it rains a hell of a lot in Exeter). What has become of me? I suppose my family and I are not really in the mood for Christmas this year, but even so, I normally want tons of pointless crap; now all I want is one commodity.
I don't know...
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