Sunday, 25 December 2016

Bah humbug

Every 12 months I'm reminded how I loathe this time of year.

You get a couple of days off work but the weather's probably shite and everything's shut.

You can't get to the bar but there's no one there you actually know.

Most of the things on TV with watching are replaced by schmaltzy crap.

The people you admire are all dying.

You're expected to enjoy yourself no matter how depressing it all seems.

I'll be glad when it's done for another year.