So the outlaws landed for Christmas day, it’s been pretty straight forward’s until the evening tele takeover.
FiL is watching Coronation Street which is as miserable as ever and on the other tele the MiL has got Call the Midwife on, how on earth has this shite even been commissioned ????
I appear to have inadvertently got rid of the M-I-L earlier than expected by announcing after dinner that there was “NO WAY” we were watching Call The Midwife tonight. She never even stopped long enough for her 38th cup of tea before she scuttled off back down the M56.
We escaped the almost comedy Christmas dinner at the in-laws.
I’m thoroughly depressed. I’ve eaten and drunk too much, feel fat and lethargic and am convinced I’ve frittered away several months training since the weekend.
Currently sat with the folks, my mother, bless her, has the most shocking taste in television. Corry, EastEnders and Emerdale. Now sitting through two hours of Victoria, what a load of shite.
I wS having a post dinner snooze and I was trying to figure out what the squeaky noise was.
It was my host highlighting things in the radio times. He must have circled 4 things on every page to record.
If I can find one thing a week that’s worth watching it’s a result.