So after running round like a wingless bluebottle all day attempting to get all the presents in…I get told that next Saturday is just bog standard good old 23rd December….WHY DIDN’T ANYONE TELL ME!!?!?!?!?!?

I could have done it all then!


I’m really really having a bad time with all this festive bollocks this year. I suggested that next year we told everyone not to bother with getting us presents and we wont bother getting anyone else presents (apart from Charlotte and Merri). Clair looked at me as if I had just suggested we drunk bleach for fun.

Honestly…consumerism has definitely totally fucked Christmas right up the arse with a barbed wire condom and catsan for lubricant IMO at least.