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I almost didn't go. I didn't intend to go. My husband was working in Peru, and we were Skyping every evening, and we had three cats that needed feeding etc.
Then two days before I thought 'Oh, sod it' and bought some automatic feeders for the cats and an extra litter tray. I went down by train and told my in-laws that I wouldn't be able to make their Christmas meet up on the 18th. I didn't tell anyone that I was going, but I still got texts almost as soon as I arrived from FDers telling me where people were meeting up. I had my first (and last) Starbucks in the foyer of the O2. My seat was pretty much on the last row, I could barely see the stage, but it was still a great gig and it made me very happy. I think I went straight back home the following day.
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