R.I.P Nigel.
Earbags.
Halifax.
At Peace Hall, Nat took Dom ice-skating.
Going back home.
Waiting for the taxi. It was astonishingly late. Ellie was getting rather pissy to say the least.
The Fagin's Christmas decorations.
We met my good old friend Sam and went for kebab-type food.
On the way home.
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