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I convinced Larissa to try a movie she wouldn't normally get to see in a theater she wouldn't normally get to visit.

The movie, Rare Exports, was an entertaining diversion from the usual christmassy stuff. The Cameo however was the usual disappointment, this time boasting sub-zero temperatures and the strong smell of shite. That'll be Cineworld from now on then.

The chippy up the road sells chippy sauce in wee bottles. I must try and smuggle some back to Egypt next week. I can't think of anything I'd rather eat during dark snowy winter evenings than a fish supper drenched in chippy sauce, and that's exactly what we just had.

In other news, I've never been so cold. Ever.