Friday, December the 23rd, 2011
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Over at the super soaraway Dabbler, my cupboard is snow-capped, and contains a seasonal memory of Christmas past—the past in this case being twenty-eight years ago, and the memory being a fond one of some particularly exciting Christmas crackers. Well, “exciting” is perhaps not the best word to describe them. “Preposterous”, maybe.