Archives for posts with tag: Christmas smell


A friend telling me how much she values my friendship.
Going to a mince pie and mulled wine party, walking in the door and it smelling like Christmas.
Talking about puppetry of the penis.


The Christmas smell

Watching my boyfriend struggle with the past few days of advent calendar clues

Seeing a small dog get scared by a big teddy in a shop window.

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