I fucking love Christmas Day. Simply because the couple of months leading up to it are so fucking busy. On Christmas Day it's all over. I like it because I can finally relax. Some **** (that's a good c word) asked when I'll have my shop's Christmas decorations up and I said December or thereabouts 
Christmas Eve I'll finish work at 6pm, then I'll drive 7 hours to Scotland, then I'll sleep a bit, then I'll eat fuck loads of food and get massively wasted for a few of days. S'all good.
Christmas Eve I'll finish work at 6pm, then I'll drive 7 hours to Scotland, then I'll sleep a bit, then I'll eat fuck loads of food and get massively wasted for a few of days. S'all good.
