I've done this all arse about backwards. The plan was to get trashed on Xmas Eve and have a quiet, contemplative, hungover Xmas Day make some nosh and veg out.
Instead, I had a couple of brews last night and ended up writing loads of shit until 4am. And now it's 1.31pm and I can't be arsed to cook and don't feel hungry - have been knocking back champagne and bourbon all morning and playing YT Zydeco videos at full crank (my neighbour's away). And now having some IPA and playing
If this is your Xmas Eve, I can imagine what New Year's Eve will be like. We took it comparatively easy (well, everyone did compared to Rich), a few glasses of sherry while cooking and then a couple of bottles of wine. Probably about the same today.
God rest ye merry gentlemen. let nothing you dismay.