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‘Twas the night before Christmas,

Snow heading our way;

The presents were wrapped

To be opened next day.

The table was set –

Mulled wine, steeped in spice;

The food prep completed

And Prosecco on ice.

I sipped on white wine,

Cynth partook of a beer,

As we chatted about

The joys of this year.

Those who had sessioned

For pleasure or pain,

Or hired out the play space

And might do so again.

Now Chambers will close

Just for a short while;

But soon we’ll be back

With a welcoming smile.

Whatever your fetish

Or deep-seated quirk;

I hope you will visit –

It keeps me in work!

I’m sending my love

For festive good cheer

Have a magical Christmas

And a happy New Year!