I'm now 25 years of age, so Christmas no longer holds the same meaning for me. I don't mean for that to come across in a manner that makes me sound like the Grinch, not at all. I mean that I do not get excited now, like I did 15 or so years ago. However, I didn't have to do Xmas shopping 15 years ago.........I do now.
To describe this as painful doesn't do it justice. Yesterday, I must have said (under my breath) about a million times: GET OUT OF THE FUCKING WAY. I don't like shopping at the best of times, but I can honestly say I'd rather have a meal for 2 with Ann Widdecombe than go Xmas shopping again.
So, if anyone can sort it, get Ms. Widdecombe on the phone and if I go for a meal with her, someone else has to do my Xmas shopping. I would gladly do it.
