Princess Diana Smiled at Me
<p>I was never late for my chef jobs, except when I was.</p>
<p>That morning was one of these times. December in London is an uninhabitable, cold-to-the-bone place. My thermal undergarments (oh, the shame!) just didn’t help this boy from Sydney freezing in the -1℃ – 5 ℃ temperatures.</p>
<p>Even my fingers, protected with sheep’s wool-lined, waterproof gloves, tingled with the numbing of limited blood flow.</p>
<p>Now, though, I’m slipping and sliding into the lamp posts of my Christmas cards past.</p>
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