christmas day

Good do last night. The FPO went to bed early as she was unwell, then Kerry also went up as she was knackered. That just left myself, Robbo, Rook and Deb drinking and talking crap. Rook and Deb left about midnight and me and Robbo stayed up chatting for about another hour. l know l went to bed at 1.30am, so it wasn't too late. We also stayed in all night as Robbo was also a poor little wounded soldier and said he didn't want to go out (although l bet he regretted saying that, as he called into The Wine Bar for 15 minutes on the way here and had a great time). Ponce.

Up early this morning as Robbo and Kerry stayed over and they got up early to stick in their goose (a bargain at £58). We all swopped pressies and had some bubbly and drinks, then we left them to burn the house down as we went to Stockton to Ann and Ken's for Christmas day. As usual, got loads more presents (including the new undies and socks). l took a load of photos while there but they are on the internal camera memory and l don't know where the lead is to get them off. Little fat head was quiet all day, mostly asleep, although l don't know how with all the noise. Lots of bottles of red wine was drunk and the FPO drove Debs car home so Rook could have a drink as well. Time for the old Christmas TV to work it's magic now, as l managed to phone my brother and sister earlier in the day, so l have bugger all to do now.

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party time

That's it for now. Finished my work for a couple of days and am now waiting for guests to arrive for a Christmas Eve get together. The FPO has been preparing way too much food (as usual) and is still ill. l am still ill but shall overcome it. The guests tonight are Robbo and Kerry, and Rook and Deb. Dazzer and Louise have backed out, probably too scared of the killer virus we have. l remember Dazzer having his (so called) swine flu a while ago and crying like a girl "The lights are hurting my eyes etc". Amateurs. More booze for us l say. Let the mayhem commence!

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newcastle shopping

Went off to sunny Newcastle today with the FPO to do the Christmas shopping. It took bleeding ages getting into the car park by the Haymarket, as there was a traffic gridlock for some reason. It was also freezing, but luckily l knew what l had to get so it did not take too long, plenty of time for a swift ale in The Percy Arms, one of the few old pubs in town that is still rough. To tell the truth, l felt like being sick when l was swigging my drink, but traditions have to be adhered to. Went to The Tyneside Theatre cafe for lunch (on the FPO's orders), and then she left her eggs on toast. Pah! Back home and wrapping up pressies, both coughing and a spluttering. Nice. Last day at work tomorrow for at least two whole days! Can't wait.

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christmas is over

Well, Christmas is over, I am full of cheese and pickled onions, and l am back to work tomorrow. Damn and double damn!!

Had a good time though, up to Boro to see Robbo and Kerry for Christmas Eve. We all went out for a meal at the Cross Keys then back to their house and stayed the night.

The next day it was off to the FPO's family house in Stockton and then we stayed at Darren and Louise's house, also in Stockton. Back home to open pressies on Boxing Day.

Myself and the FPO met Robbo and Kerry for a meal at the Farmers Arms in Scorton on the 28th and we all went to the Wine bar for a short while afterwards (which was nice!).

Had Rook and Deb round for New Years Eve, back in wintry old Catterick, then everyone went to the Friars head at Aykbar for New Years Day lunch. Party back at ours (with fireworks set of), then everyone buggered off and left us alone.

Hurrah!!

Peace at last.

Apart from........

Mowgli has not been well and has truly lost his marbles. he has pissed on our front door mat, followed us round meowing, sat staring at the radiator for ages, gone pretty death (and blind), and has had gunk coming out of his eyes. Plus an Abscess in his mouth, stinking all the time and sticking his chin out like Jimmy Hill.

The vets have given him an antibiotic injection to see if that helps, but it was a surprise he even came back from the vets today. He definitely won't be celebrating next Christmas, that's for sure, even though we have thought that for the last few years.

Although he is on his last legs (maybe days), it will still be sad when he goes. I will have no-one else to blame the stink on for one thing. Jack will just have to take on those responsibilities.

Back to the vets for him on Wednesday, just seeing what he's like till then.

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drunken christmas

Well, it's nowhere near Christmas yet, but me and the FPO are having a splendid old time.
She is in bed, I am on the computer, but we have been watching some Christmas TV together earlier on.
A Welsh Christmas (or whatever the hell it was called) was pretty crap as far as I was concerned, but I did get a bit of grit in my eye at the end, so maybe it did it's Christmany trick of lulling you into a false sense of security before kicking in with Christmany stereotypical happy endings. Worked on me anyway.
Also watched BBC 3 (or 4 - I am upstairs and tipsy, so can't be bothered finding out which one is correct) musical Christmas do with bellowhead and the Unthanks (amongst others). That was pretty good, the kind of folk music I enjoy (but I don't mean just Christmas songs).
Going a few doors up the road for a party tomorrow night, which may turn out messy, so I should be in bed now, preserving my energy (what little I have left).
Then again, I think "What would Keith Richards do?, therefore I am still awake and tapping at this Godforsaken machine.
No doubt I will stay up till the silly hours, so there may be some posts or you tube clips later. VOTE OBAMA!
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