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      <description>&lt;p&gt;The week before christmas I grabbed a ryanair flight home for a long weekend with the family. In the thirteen years I&amp;#8217;ve been in the &lt;span class="caps"&gt;UK I&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#8217;ve usually managed to be at home for christmas. This year however myself and N are buying a house and there was a slim chance that we would be in our new lovenest by christmas. &amp;#8216;Twas not to be.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;As first time buyers we are in a stong position. One of the primary advantages being that we are not in a chain. Pfft. We are in a chain, just at the ass end of it. We&amp;#8217;ve found a place we like, had our offer accepted, had the mortgage approved, surveys are done etc. We could move in tomorrow! However the sellers have found a place and are now waiting for their seller to find a place. Oh well, such is life. Hopfully we&amp;#8217;ll get moved this month.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Anyway, the weekend in Ireland was great. It was good to see everyone at this time of year. Then back to brighton and a short sprint in the office to the christmas break.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;I had great intentions of getting lots of work done but on christmas eve I was laid low by a stonker of a cold. What shitty timing. I never get colds!&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;So christmas day was a bit muted, but thankfully there was plenty to watch on the telly from bed.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Mr IP arrived down for new year&amp;#8217;s eve and I quaffed as best as I could considering I only had one working air hole. New years itself was spent in the usual place despite our best intentions. On the way home we were witness to some hooligan bus vandalism first hand which was (I&amp;#8217;d say memorable but things are a bit hazy) interesting.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Poor bus driver getting partially throttled by a little shit with too many chemicals in his bloodstream. Apparently at this point I did my happy drunk act and went to the drivers aid appealing for calm, only to be berated by IP. Something along the lines of &amp;#8216;there are 8 of them and they are between us and the exit of the bus&amp;#8217;. Got away with it anyway.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Back to work today with lingering coldness. Bonkers workload.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="caps"&gt;HNY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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