It’s been a long standing tradition with friends that on
Christmas Eve we meet up for drinks and stay up all night to drink in Christmas
Day. As soon as it becomes midnight we’re tearing off the paper wrapped gifts
that we so neatly executed only hours before. Yet this year, we all had other
priorities. The novelty of the event had worn off. Which was strange as I had
no other commitments the following day other than to roll out of bed with a
hangover into a pile of presents; then lounge around until the pub opened for
pre-Christmas dinner drinks. One friend was just ill; one was just tired and
the other was committed to attend them as they were sharing a taxi back home.
This prompted me to dispatch my final friend as well owing to the fact that he
had a friend who was to collect him and would appreciate an early night. Next
year we need to make it more of an occasion, and for that to happen we really
need to make something happen to truly celebrate the year. Anyway, Happy
Christmas.
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