Festive fat pie

Now, every year I say I'm going to be more organised about this christmas thing; sometimes I even manage it. Last year for instance, I was quite good about it. Not so this year. As I believe I've mentioned, the framework of my existance ain't what it used to be at the moment; work's mad and I just haven't flagged Christmas up as happening - with the exception of the loud grumping that seems to be expected of me - until it's right on top. So yesterday, the major shopping commenceth. Actually, not as stressful as you'd think. My trick is to do it with an Ipod attached, so you've got your own little world of funky tunes going on and you don't have the kristmasmuzak, the gabber of hundreds of tight packed people and all the other things that cause stress. I quite enjoyed it. Got most of my list sorted, the rest's to be dealt with today. Bugged out when it was time to, not when the shops closed, which was nice. No point in pushing the deal. Anyway, I had things to do, a house to sort out and parcels to wrap before people came over for beer.

Got the parcels wrapped, the week's laundry on the go and the dishwasher unpacked before Alien Kev turned up with a couple of ladies of his drinking aquaintance, Nicky and Alex. I can tell when Kev's been in the house; the bog roll holder had fallen to pieces again and I hadn't gotten around to fixing it. Went in for the morning post-beer dump (yeah, like you really wanted to know that, but you KNOW what I'm talking about here) and it's fixed. Not mentioned or anything, just fixed. The lad's a born techie tinkerer, can't help himself. And if I don't have to patch up my own house, long may this continue lol ! ! ! Got a taxi into town; reckon we could have walked, the girls like comfortable shoes but we're just lazy. Went to the barge, drank quantities of naughty juice, wobbled off and had fish and chips instead of Kebab, so that's a victory. No wankers this time, just a cab ride back to home base and attacked the beer and spirits stock while watching videos. Very civilised. They've now headed off to have a look at the seal pups at Donna Nook on the way home, and I'm going to wobble into town to polish off the KrimbleShopp, drop off a final card or two and arrange a few things. I don't feel I've done enough this year; the restrictions and walls of the current life seem to have blinded me to it for a bit; I do actually enjoy it when I get started. When I do the review of this year, it's going to be an interesting one.