My News Archive

Weds 27th Dec: Didn't get up til lunch, made Cauliflower Cheese for me and little (6'3" at 14) bro. He ate it. And didn't die. Went to pub with Gemma and Kelly, Gem and I were trying to remember what may or may not have happened on Xmas Eve.

Tues 26th Dec: Boxing Day, and after lunch, Nan and my Uncle Roy and Aunt Lesley joined us. Lots of food. And TV. Like every Xmas. Still tired from Xmas Eve.

Mon 25th Dec: "Christmas Time, Mistletoe and Wine..." and every other crap Xmas song that everyone is sick to death of hearing. Despite having been very drunk when I came crashing home at 2:30 this morning, I bounced up out of bed at 8 am without a hangover. I think this is probably because I may well have still been drunk. Definitely still high on the caffeine and taurine I had drunk all night. I was actually trying hide how much I was shaking from my grandma. Taste buds were probably impaired, because for the first time in years I decided to have Rice Krispies for breakfast. Unfortunately, it must have been a long time since anyone else had eaten any either. They were soft and stale. I didn't notice immediately. Nice. Our family always go to Church on Xmas morn, and since everyone always remembers me from when I used to go, somehow I got roped into taking the offertory. Now this is fine if you don't feel slightly sick and your head isn't spinning. Got away with it. Grandma was fooled anyway.

We were going to my Uncle and Aunt's in Harpenden for lunch. I was hoping she wasn't going to feed me (I'm vegetarian) tomato soup with real bacon bits in like last year. This was actually the most fun Xmas I have had in years. It was hilarious when my fave cousin Katy's boyf Paul came back from their friend Richard's pissed, along with Richard, also pissed. Paul said my family were sitting around like the royal family (or Royle, I wasn't sure which he meant), they were being so boring. No-one laughed (Katy and I were helping ourselves to Martinis in the kitchen.), he had to be convinced that everyone didn't hate him.
We ended up playing games - 'Who wants to be a millionaire?' (from the book), which my team won
(no drunken idiots were on my team) and 'Charades', men v women - for which my cousin Jonathan
(aged 20) was too embarrassed to act out "Priscilla, Queen of the Desert". I think he'd make a great
drag queen. Bit tall at 6'7" though!

For Xmas Eve, read message board.