ahh, life

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I always forget how much i hate driving at night until i have to do it. My sister came down and picked me up on her way through before we headed back home for christmas and the entire trip people had their bloody high beams on or fog lights AND normal lights and it's bloody drizzling or snowing or something the whole way and it was not pleasant, anyway. But the home for christmas deal is okay, Mum's her usual self, fussing too much over everything and my sister is driving me nuts as usual, so I gave her a mixed selection as her gift. But part of the greatest thing about being an Uncle is gift giving time, where I take great pleasure in finding the loudest things i can find and handing them over, knowing full well I dont have to put up with it. My own petty little way of getting her back. I DO have to put up with it for a few more days yet, going home sometime tomorrow, but that pleasure at my sister's misery outweighs the sound of my nephew Jake banging that brilliant toy drum i found. Or the keyboard thing that goes with it that Tori LOVES and shrieks worse than my sister in law, Sandra, in the shower. Thankfully you can avoid listening to that once a day, Tori wants to start a band or something and I've already endured two performances. She's good, but will be so much better at ordering her brothers around with practice. It's a torture device that brilliantly plugs into the wall, so Jess can't even take out the batteries. Besides, you're not allowed to discourage children on creative endeavors. That's just wrong, hahaha.
But yeeeeeah.
If i get sick after christmas I know it's my sisters fault. She's been giving me hell about James, enjoying every minute of it. I shouldn't have said anything, but she gets it out of me every time. Loves getting the gossip any way she can. So leave me to my petty ways of getting my back.

Aaaaany way, hope everyone's having a good one. All the best until I see you all.
Love Sam and Bernie XXX