The coldest sunset of our lives. Baking during the day, gale force and minus 15 as soon as the sun starts to set.
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The title of this blog refers more to the constant stick I still get after a certain person won Eurovision, rather than a round the world trip - which is what this is all about. Sorry...no trannies here (well, maybe a few).
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