Merry Christmas, glad we're not dead.
I'm not going to play it down, I checked the skies numerous times throughout the day expecting to see a great ball of fire flying towards me. Went to see a firework display on the sea front to watch kids burn clocks (don't ask it's a Brighton thing) and couldn't help but think it was a diversion to cover the sky and distract on-lookers while the ball of death fire soared down behind us. Yes this is the kind of paranoid life I lead.
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