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Married to Night Train
- Location
- Salford, UK
Anyone who feels they need to keep "everyone happy" should "grow a pair" (as the saying goes) - man up, be honest, stop ****ing about.
Anyway, Christmas is supposed to be fun, only your own misery gets in the way of this.
I am completely looking forward to the post-3pm Christmas Eve food shopping, and I'm sure my family will be waiting my return to find out what bargains I have pisked up for their Christmas meal - I am hoping that there'll only be Shipham's crab paste and piccallilli left on the shelves![]()
Suddenly I'm reminded of the chapter in Wind in the Willows, where Mole finds his old house, and diverts Ratty to see it, and then is terribly ashamed of it looking shabby and having no nice food in, and Ratty is very cheerful and says he's happy with a tin of sardines and some bread, and then the field mice turn up carolling and he sends one of them off to the shops to buy a feast and they have a party.