Sod off, Swampy. Trying to stop la famille du Toit from getting together at this time of year would take a company of Marines, and even that might not work.
We do Christmas meals a little differently from most people. It’s too long a back story to tell now, but basically, we stagger our Christmas meals so that various of the family members can visit with their in-laws, girlfriends’ / boyfriends’ parents on Christmas Day.
So Christmas Day is always devoted to an early-morning present-opening ceremony, followed by a Full English breakfast:
…after which the kids scatter to the four winds.
That was yesterday.
Today is Boxing Day (in Britishland), which is when the family comes back to our place for a proper Christmas dinner (roast beef with Yorkshire pudding):
That will be this evening… and I’m still full from yesterday.
Have mercy.
