Category: ADVENT CALENDAR
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12 Days of Advent Day 3 – The Charity Run
I read somewhere that having a clear out before the holidays is often always a best time because for those who cannot afford something new shop charity shops early in the month and it has been a game changer for me, I am already done, and I did pick some stuff out from the charity…
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12 Days of Christmas | Day 1: To Thine Own Self
The tree is up, decorated and lit, the christmas songs are on repeat and Christmas is all around us. Tis the season for everything, a season of muchness, cheer and good will. It is easy for us to lose sight of ourselves during this season, and as someone who has had people I love and…
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Advent Story- Bonus Chapter
Ife slept in, absolutely wrecked with exhaustion. She and Hendrix stayed in the ice cream parlour until the small hours, and they talked about everything, making many apologies and catching up on old times. They returned to the flat at 3am, her family and friends already spread across the other three bedrooms in the house.…
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Advent Story #25 | A Love For All Time
Ife walks into the ice cream parlour, she’d seen her friends sitting around the table by the window. She’s now bathed and changed into another cashmere set, and UGGs warm her feet and wards off the cold; she’ll needs all the comfort she can muster for this conversation. It is after all, twenty-two years and…
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Advent Story #24 | The Children, They Are All Ours
‘I’m sorry.’ Ife says to her children. Talking with Tristan wore her out, but it was talk that needed to be had. Talking to their children, however, is harder; they did not deserve what she put them through, any of it. She should not have laid her burdens at their feet in the way she…
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Advent Story #23 | & The Woman In Between
BANG! BANG! BANG! Ife jerks up in bed with a start, disoriented. BANG! BANG! BANG! ‘What the fuck?’ She rolls from one side of the bed to the other, hoping the unwanted caller would simply leave if she doesn’t answer. BANG! BANG! BANG! ‘Fuck.’ She gets out of bed, slips her feet into the UGGs…
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Advent Story #22 | Past, Present…
Hendrix and the children walk out into the arrival hall to be met by the chauffeur in Heathrow. Hendrix had gotten an emergency permission for his private jet to land in Heathrow because the flight was on such short notice. This reunion or what does it mean when you are going to meet the husband…
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Advent Story #21 | THE STORM
The wind howled outside the windows. The square sits empty and looks forlorn at only 7pm when it should be brimming with life; people on their evening passagiata, men, young and old, playing chess, children frolicking by the fountain… all signs of life withdrawn and the wind whistles loudly into the quiet and eery evening.…
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Advent Story #20 | Meet The Kids
‘Good afternoon. May we speak to Mr Hendrix please?’ Zachary asks the older lady behind the bar. ‘Ha!’ She laughs shortly. ‘Mr Hendrix. You must be new around here. I’m Maya, Hendrix’s mother. And you may call him Hendrix.’ She holds out a hand for the lovely young man standing before her. ‘It’s lovely to…