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The start of Christmas shopping

As soon as I stepped out of the comfort of my cozy apartment and joined the bustling pedestrian traffic, a wave of regret washed over me, and I wished fervently that I had stayed in bed just a little longer. It was chaos—people were everywhere, and I could hardly move three paces forward without colliding with someone or dodging an oblivious tourist who had decided to stop dead in the middle of the pavement, completely engrossed in admiring a display in one of the shop windows. I had initially ventured out clutching my purse and a sturdy umbrella (the rain was falling heavily, drenching the streets and making the pavement glisten) solely to purchase a forgotten gift for my cousin's newborn baby. I say it was "forgotten" because the little one is already three weeks old, and I had resolved to stop buying gifts three days before the birth—a promise I clearly hadn’t kept. To make matters worse, it was my mother who had screeched down the phone last week: "I hope you've remembered Francesca!" to which I responded, utterly bewildered, "Who?!" With my work commitments and a multitude of other distractions, the reality of my oversight had slipped my mind until it surged back in a sudden wave of panic during dinner with Oliver at a quaint restaurant in Covent Garden.

Finally, I stepped into Baby Gap on Oxford Street, my heart racing as I scoured the racks. I settled on three adorable sleepsuits, each one festively adorned with the phrase "I Heart Christmas" elegantly embroidered across the chest. With my purchase hastily tucked under my arm, I made a beeline for the door, desperate to escape the overwhelming crowds. As I exited, I momentarily entertained the idea of heading into Top Shop, but upon casting my eyes on the impossibly long queue winding around the entrance, I instantly changed my mind and spun around to leave. Not even my love for shopping could entice me into that madness. However, before heading back home, I decided to stop at a nearby bar for a stiff drink, seeking solace from the chaos of the day and the relentless rain outside. I just received a text from fellow London escort friends who were only five minutes away, and my bloodstream was yelling, "Vodka!" So what could I do? What now for this escort?

I am excited to announce that I am taking a two-week holiday starting from Christmas Eve, December 24th, and returning on Monday, January 7th. I have been reflecting on the past year and feel that I truly deserve this break. It's a perfect opportunity to reconnect with some wonderful people I haven't had the chance to catch up with yet.

As part of this holiday, I’m treating my mum and sister to a relaxing three-day spa getaway in beautiful Surrey. It's my way of showing appreciation for our time together and ensuring we all indulge in some much-needed pampering during the festive season. I believe this experience will not only be refreshing but also a great way for us to bond and create new memories together.

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