Yup, this is a real thing. It's Christmas. There's no way out.
Also, I had a very tearful phone call from my ex. Yes, THAT ex who has taken up with my "friend". His mother had a brain bleed (can't spell the real word) and not expected to live. So he rings me. Me???
Anyway, for right or wrong, I went t'hospickle...his sister is a good mate ok...he was there. His other sister was there too. It was like old times, me and the sisters...
His mum died last night, haven't had a call AT ALL from my "friend". Its all too weird for me. It was suggested that I do a reading at t'funeral. I won't though and will probably only stand quietly at the back and slip away before the after-match function. I'm off to have a vino. Its times like this that I wish I had more "naughty" habits!!!