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Marta was busy wrapping a gift for Christmas. Layer after layer of paper, in the end a huge box. The gift was from her and me, for Ingrid. It contained a card made of Marta with the writing - in February we are going to London, you, me and mamma.
On Christmas Eve Marta was so excited she could hardly breath. Ingrid got the gift and started to unwrap. The whole room could feel Marta´s excitement, and suddenly, completely out of the blue, Ingrid said: "Are you taking me to London?"
The air exploded right of the balloon and for exactly two seconds the room was completely still. Then all six of us started to laugh!
This morning we left a House in the Woods covered in snow, a pappa and husband in charge of the ploughing in half of the city.
And here we are. In London. In temperatures which feels like spring for us.
Pizzas. Smiles. Sister love. Proud mother.
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I passed my camelia o the way back to the hotel tonight, and it is blooming.
I picked one rose and will sleep with it under my pillow.
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See you tomorrow.