gingerbread man, sitting on my cup

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I'm currently enjoying a Gingerbread & Cream latte in Costa, with fifteen minutes to kill. A Christmas Robin graces my 'to take-away' cup and the gingerbread man who was precariously sitting on top is now sitting comfortably in my belly. This is now my weekly treat, as lunch will be too when MiL makes me eat a plateful of carbs and saturates. I'm not in the mood for people-watching this morning. I can't help but overhear the three witches at a nearby table though. Apparently the Sainsbury's Christmas advert is better than the John Lewis one. How is this possible?! Are John Lewis losing touch with reality? Well, yes, but that's another post for another day, maybe. I must watch the Sainsbury's advert otherwise I won't be able to join in stimulating and difficult small-talk. I feel very small right now. I imagine it has something to do with the ginormously cosy chair I've plonked myself into. I could cover myself with a furry throw and hide all day. Instead I have to go and catch another bus to another village to spend the day chasing Baby Niece. I am most tempted to just stay here though ... *sigh*