Going out for one. Really can't be bothered. Too many arbitrary 'festive' nights out, can do without this one. Forgot all about it last night and had **** Asda takeaway curry so it's two bloody nights in a row.
I’ve just refused to go to any work related piss-ups this year. I’m not interested in listening to stories about how many pints somebody can drink.
I didn't go, **** it. Was with all the other coaches of a junior football team I 'coach' and I don't know half of them and was after training, which is 7 till 8 on Friday every week and ****ing bad enough in itself. To finish at eight after freezing me knackers off and go home and be back out again in 45 mins was a non starter. Bollocks to it, I've had spaghetti bol and am having a nice cold Brooklyn in front of the roaring wood burner.