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Christmas magic ended with a crash
WORDS: BESS BROWN
I bagged myself a hubby from Santa’s grotto
It looked like a bleak Christmas for all – until Becky had a bright idea
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IT was two days until Christmas and the afternoon sky was blue and crisp as Lydia’s car pulled up in front of the magnificent Bristol Hotel. Why was it called the Bristol? she wondered. It was nowhere
JENNA had a length of Christmas-themed fabric. She had used it previously to cover the table of her market stall, and was willing to sacrifice to help beautify Santa’s Grotto. It was patterned with al
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