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I have to go into town, P-town as one of my lj friends would term it. I don't want to go into town, I want to stay in bed all day. There have been some changes in accommodation. I used to sleep in my old bedroom, which has a double bed, while my sister and her husband were in her old bedroom which had two single beds. Then the single beds got turned back into bunk beds, and I sleep here and they have the room with the double bed. It's a nice change, but it's odd being back in the bunk beds. I used to push my feet up against the slats to annoy my sister, and now I am bigger there is no room to lift my legs up to do so, even if she were still above me. There are teeth marks and missing varnish at the heads of the beds because we used to gnaw on the wood when we were little. I have no idea why, but I remember doing it a lot.

Anyway, I have to leave the bunk beds and go to town to post the Christmas present to my Great Aunt. I should also take advantage of being near shops to get the remainder of my Christmas shopping done. I need something for my sister, and a stocking present for my Dad or brother-in-law, as there is already a more generic present that can switch between them. Ugh. Normally I feel that I am quite good at buying presents for people but this year has not been so successful. I would really like to get something for my sister that she will love, but is still a surprise to her, but I haven't found anything and it feels a bit like a failure. Maybe if I were a GOOD sister I would just know her and know what to get her! That is how it works in books! We are not in books, and she'll like what I give her from her list anyway, so I don't know why I'm stressing about this. Also I am worried that one of my nephew's stocking presents is the same thing I gave him last year, only I can't remember. But he is two, he won't remember either.

I am hungry. My mum's note this morning seems to suggest that there might be bacon in the fridge.