Today, we visited a major supermarket chain which shall remain Tesco. NAMELESS! I meant…oh, sod it. Anyhoo, off we popped to the shops for a few bits and pieces. In and out job. No big deal. Balls.
Doubtless you consumed approximately your own body weight in turkey, twice that amount in mince pies and enough alcohol to flood the Serengetti.
Presents were plentiful, I trust? Socks which are already missing partners, books which you’ve no intention of reading and good, noisy toys for the kids which sadly have everlasting batteries.