Holiday Time

Work is out for Christmas, and it's a very good feeling that I don't have to think about it for seventeen straight days. I went over to Mum's and we made a holly wreath in memory for Dad from the holly we collected from the wood last week. We also made one for my Grandma and took it to her grave. We treated ourselves to some lunch from one of the local farm shops before braving the supermarket to do the Christmas food shopping; it was rammed and we were in there for nearly two hours. TWO hours. G also finished work today, so we had a drunken night out at the annual Christmas gig at the Arts Centre. The bands were ace, and free shots of whiskey even better. Chips in pitta got us home.