Christmas Eve I pick the kids up from the ex.
Dinner at mine, watch a DVD maybe, that kind of thing. GF is working, so it'll just be the 3 of us. A quiet, fun, night.

Christmas morning GF will come over after work (approx 3am), get up with kids around 9, open prezzies etc. Drop kids at ex at lunchtime, go out for Xmas Dinner number 1 with GF and her parents.

GF is working night shift on Christmas night, so she'll head off to bed and then I'm off to my sister's in Glasgow for Xmas Dinner number 2, a gut full of booze, and a flatulent overnight stay.

Back home Boxing Day morning, pick up kids again, etc. Rinse and repeat.

The keen-eyed will notice 2 Xmas Dinners in my itinery. I foresee a colossal dump will be required en route from Xmas Dinner number 1 to Xmas Dinner number 2. If you hear that Harthill Services has been evacuated due to a chemical spillage then you know what happened. Soz.
(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Wed 21 Dec 2011, 14:17, 1 reply, 14 years ago)

There's nothing you can do to ruin Harthill
that hasn't be done already.
( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Wed 21 Dec 2011, 14:19, Reply)

After a 3-course Xmas dinner and a glass of bubbly, my innards are capable of a great deal.
However, Harthill is indeed a shithole, so my work will be cut out.
(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Wed 21 Dec 2011, 14:28, Reply)

consider it a challenge.

( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Wed 21 Dec 2011, 14:30, Reply)

Well, I'll give it a bloody good go.
Stay tuned for further news.
(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Wed 21 Dec 2011, 14:32, Reply)