Christmas
Well hello!
Unfortunately this Christmas I did not go home. As such, I was forced to have christmas at the home of ANOTHER MAN. I think this is OK? Specifically, I hung out with the family of my mate Rich. Because I didn't want to be a big Fussy Fred in front of Rich's family I ate meat for the first time in a year and a half or so. Here is my review of meat:
Turkey: boring.
Pigs in blankets: actually sausages wrapped in bacon. Pretty gross. Made possibly grosser due to the fact that at the time I was wearing one of these on my sausage-cutting hand:
as Rich had given me a pack for a Christmas present. It was covering a graze, I wasn't just wearing it for fashion.
Venison stew: I can see why you don't really hear of many people eating venison.
Anyway to conclude I also got roped into doing some Morris dancing which you can see some photos of here. I'm the cool dude wearing yellow.
Many festive tidings everybody! OZ
Unfortunately this Christmas I did not go home. As such, I was forced to have christmas at the home of ANOTHER MAN. I think this is OK? Specifically, I hung out with the family of my mate Rich. Because I didn't want to be a big Fussy Fred in front of Rich's family I ate meat for the first time in a year and a half or so. Here is my review of meat:
Turkey: boring.
Pigs in blankets: actually sausages wrapped in bacon. Pretty gross. Made possibly grosser due to the fact that at the time I was wearing one of these on my sausage-cutting hand:
as Rich had given me a pack for a Christmas present. It was covering a graze, I wasn't just wearing it for fashion.
Venison stew: I can see why you don't really hear of many people eating venison.
Anyway to conclude I also got roped into doing some Morris dancing which you can see some photos of here. I'm the cool dude wearing yellow.
Many festive tidings everybody! OZ