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Saturday, 18 December 2010

Christmas is coming....

So Christmas is coming...rather quickly actually. Frighteningly fast. Why does it always happen so? I mean the build up is surely long enough, I visited Harrods in late July and their Christmas shop was already up and running. I expect that those who work their must be absolutely loathing the holiday by the time it comes round.

Myself?

Christmas will be much the same as it has been for as many years I can remember. In the late morning (Santa has now learnt that he can't deliver until the morning, I'm far too nocturnal for that!) I wake up and open my stocking with my parents, before heading down for a small late breakfast and opening of the presents downstairs. Doggies go out for a walk, it is perhaps the one day a year I will actually accompany my Mum and Dad in this task. Then it's back to the house and we get changed into our 'smart-casual' attire and head over to my aunties for a huge Christmas dinner.

This in itself is a sight to behold. The dining room will be at full capacity with near-as-damn-it 20 adults squeezed around two tables.

It is a riotous and fun affair, with a glorious meal which has been prepared in little bits by everyone.

With a 3 course meal, pathetic cracker jokes everyone has heard before, lots of food having to be passed down such a massive table, that by the time it reaches you it's probably stone cold, having to hold any toiletry needs you may have for at least 3 hours because once your in your spot at the table, you can't get out again,ridiculous amounts of washing up, copious amounts of turkey that we will be eating for days after, hot stuffy rooms, the 10 round Christmas quiz and too much chocolate, having eaten everything humanly possible until you feel sick and your pretty new dress feeling a wee bit too tight, before having a cold,slightly uncomfortable and tiring drive home.


But do you know what? I wouldn't change a thing! :D