27/12/2025
“Ah yes… the magic of the morning after St Stephen’s Day🎄✨
Not the sound of reindeer hooves or the sparkle of tinsel, but the unmistakable aroma of stale drink and fried food hanging in the air. The tree twinkles, the takeaway sweats, and there he is on the couch — a Santa hat clinging on for dear life — looking like he’s gone ten rounds with Christmas itself.
Peace on earth, goodwill to men… and a vicious hangover that could fell a small village. Merry Christmas 🎅🍟🍺”
