So, another quiet day with not much planned.
Up at half seven, get up and have coffee, before having breakfast and more coffee.
We have just about bought all the presents, and Jools is the chief wrapper, so I stay out of the way so not to distract.
Once they were done, we went to see Jen, but she was out, and nothing much else we needed to do, so we came back for early lunch of bacon butties and more brews.The day can be divided by before the knock and after the knock.
There was a fest of football on TV, so I watch the first half of the M23 Derby between Brighton and Palace, which Palace were leading 2-0 at half time.
Norwich were on TV as well, kicking off at three, and so just after kick off is when the knock came.
It was Steve, next door, did I want to go round to watch the game?
I did, and I'll bring a bottle of beer. A big bottle of beer, the magnum of Chimay Grande Reserve.
It was a bugger to pour, but Steve got it open and poured. We went to watch the paused game, and City score almost straight away.
Yay.But, didn't build on that, and in the second half Burnley level and in the last ten minutes score a winner.
By this time we had drained the Chimay, and Steve opened the magnum of Bush Christmas beer I bought them, and through the Manc derby we drained that too.
By which point, not much made sense, but we did watch amazed as Uts level on 88 minutes, then score a fine winner to inflict another defeat of Citeh.
A bottle of Delirium Christmas each, and i wander back home for supper of pork pie, then head to bed at half seven.
I sleep well.
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