I get up, somehow, ohh yeah to go to the lav, how did I get here?
It looks misserable outside.
And I certainly don’t feel like this.
A parcek comes through the door.
Then there is knock at the door. It is a Yodel man, the Yodel man I asked to deliver this morning, and he has come. What ever it is Thanks Matt.
I try my best to clean the house up, I get the TV stand, wires and DVD racks back in place, Followed by all the DVD’s. Everything needs dusting and cleaning as we go.
Having moved the TV in place I can move the other sofa, clean it and then clean the floor.
But I have to come to terms with that it’s not ready for putting the Christmas tree up, even on Christmas eve, bum, bum, double bum.
I put the lamp shade up and change the bulb to eco and pocket frenidly.
And I put the cards up. At least it will look somewhat festive .
And then it is off to the Rainbow.
Where I meet Les, my Brother and the Asburys for some tea.
Even Beardy eventually turns up. I mean he was emant to be here at 6pm to eat with us. What’s that, I have the wrong number???
And at the Rainbow they are serving my favourite Stockport beer. Okay they are not, they just have the beer matts! And Gaz makes a breif appearance.
Now if I’m honest, I was too exhausted to do the pub crawl and I managed to talk everyone into just going to the Harrows.
And here we enjoyed real ales, real wiskey
And some real sleep, yeah I was that tired.
And with that it was time to go home and see Santa maybe?