Well, that’s me. I’ve worked in the kitchen for hours, fed and watered the lot of them who woofed it down in minutes.
I played a good one this year, bought several foil trays to cook everything, afterwards, no washing, just bin them.
I didn’t get much eaten myself as I was too knackered.
Brother in law drank most of my good whisky (I’ve maybe a shot left), which put him in an awkward mood, which pissed off my sister. Same thing off my step-brother each year.
So thing I’m going to hit the hay early.
Good night all.