...a night out. So badly. No less than THREE nights out have been cancelled this week. Although I'm not overly bothered about Sunday because we're partaking in drunken sledging instead. Hello multiple injuries. I've never known it to be so impossible to arrange a night out though, especially in the run-up to Christmas.
I also need it to STOP SNOWING. At least until Christmas Eve, because I'm working until 5pm that day, and if I get stranded in Chester and can't get home for Christmas Day, I will spend Christmas Day wanting to die.
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