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My daughter sent me a link to some photos of Edinburgh the other day, with a note saying she was ruined for life by having been brought up in such a beautiful city, as she couldn't contemplate ever living anywhere else. It clearly doesn't apply all year round, because next day, she phoned to say she wouldn't be at home for Christmas, but was going skiing in Switzerland with her boyfriend's family. 

I was very restrained. I didn't point out that this would be her first Christmas away from home, and Santa might not know where to find her. I kept quiet about the fact that she's never skied in her life before, and had never shown any inclination to do so. And as I waved her off today, I gritted my teeth, smiled, and cheerily told her to break a leg.

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