I have missed the copious amounts of Xmas piss ups we have in London (although my liver and my waistline truly haven't) and missed catching up with all my friends around this holiday time.
Genuinely even with a bit of rain today, the weather here is so mild it is really hard to think of it as Christmas. We are so used to Christmas being cold, and being wrapped up in scarves and gloves etc, that mooching out with a t-shirt and cardigan seems bonkers.
3 months in I am still loving this experience and city loads. I have made some lovely new friends and met some interesting people.
But I can't deny that on this night of all nights, when I am normally at home with my folks, going up the pub with my dad and looking forward to smoked salmon, scrambled egg, toast and champagne at 8am tomorrow morning that for the first time I am a teensy bit home sick.
I have been listening and watching Last Christmas for glimpses of my sister, and listening to a tragic Christmas playlist on Spotify. God knows what the neighbours think...FYI my sister is the one in the white and blue tartan coat with red moon boots There is also a good close up of her at the dinner table. She smiles with a glass of wine in her hand:
Anyway I am slowly getting sozzled on Sauvignon Blanc, have had some turkey and mash this evening and am looking forward to tomorrow. It will be a whole 10 days before I get any presents when my parents come out. I am really looking forward to seeing them. Despite weekly skype sessions, there is nothing quite as lovely as seeing your folks in the flesh! My sister is also coming out the day they leave, so January is going to be Harrison-tastic for me :-)
Best wishes to all of you and your families at this special time of year. I hope you have/had a super Christmas and Boxing Day. See you on the flip side
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