Well exactly. There's a pub at the bottom of the road that we could all walk to and have a few drinks and have someone else cook and bring food to the table for us which she has now decided is '****'. There is zero evidence to support here stance, she's just stated that it'll be ****. I don't get it, I genuinely don't. We used to even go out on Christmas Eve for a pub meal in front of an open fire (etc.,insert country pub cliche here) but that's also fallen by the wayside. Anyway, just nipped to Asda and bought some boxes of Sierra Nevada and Neck Oil, so that might see me through the first couple of days.
She's clealry in charge of the kitchen. I'm in charge of paying for it all. She did say if the whole thing is doing her head in she'd reconsider. If the weather is ok and we can get out in the day it won't be so bad. It'll no doubt be like The Somme for two weeks though.
This is the first year Mrs luv has given in we're out on 24th 26th 27th 28th 29th and 31st going to be skint lol.
Its why i came back in tbh, charge up the blower and order some weed, that came just now and im going back out to meet the bird at half 2 and take her to choose a new coat. Then ive definitely done all the gift shopping... Nearly
I’ve just been Trafford Centre to get the last few presents. I’m stunned that people don’t just randomly commit suicide in that place, it’s just utterly awful.
Or practice parking a bit more in your spare time very easy nowadays with all the beep tech in your cars tbh
Sounds like Westfield down here, had to go in there last year for something and fukin hell ive never wanted to leave a place so quickly. No windows, no clear exits, its like a casino in las Vegas i imagine
