Fake snow on Oxford Street raising a smile on even the most miserable of faces.
It being perfectly acceptable to now sing Christmas songs at the top of my voice.
Teaching Valentine how to do arabesque.
Silly Saturday nights with my beautiful friends.
Winning NaNo in my first year.
An insanely good Sunday roast dinner.
The smell of fresh flowers.
Listening to the Spice Girls and not even caring.
Perfect pirouettes.
Finding the perfect Christmas present for this beautiful man...
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