Christmas innit.
Christmas innit.
Are you going to have this, Lewis?
He's still seething after Manc went a week early last year.
I only remembered it today and was going to do it when I got in. Gutted.
Embarrassing from all involved really.
The big news this year, after Paellagate 2022, is that paella for Christmas dinner has been confirmed as not happening this year. Negotiations for 2023 are ongoing with emergency talks now said to be at a crucial stage.
I appreciate it’s only 5th December but I do not feel festive at all this year.
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Where are the festive TTH games to play? Baz. Sort out it. You Weasel.
Work having its do next Thursday - because one person out of twenty-odd couldn't do the Friday - has knocked everybody for six.Originally Posted by Baz
Is Jimmy gonna do a Christmas quiz?
It doesn't feel like Christmas at all so far. It really should, so its a bit concerning. I'm not quite at the point of blaming you-know-whos, but December is meant to be a top tier month and this ain't it. I'm off to Bristol for this weekend so that might get things moving I guess.
It really doesn't.
There's still way too much work in the way before I can think about it. Off from the 21st until the 5th though.
I'm looking forward to Christmas this year, we're hosting (my wife is, I shall be drinking beer with Baz) I've a 6 year old who's very excited, and a 2 year old who is showing interest for the first time. In infants at work too, so been doing nativity stuff for weeks, and got someone I actually like in the secret santa. Oh and we've just opened a huge box of Heros my Mum got us. Baileys has been flowing since November and the rum was opened last night.
Not unless I think of something original between now and then.
Had the idea that I'd like to go to a church carol service and hear some nice songs in a majestic setting but all the churches near me are bland and boring as fuck. Stupid fucking protestantism.
I err... don't suppose there's many gospel places in Top Ireland.
Don't forget your coin purse, Dorothy.
Catholic sympathisers bewitched by shiny trinkets and coloured lights as usual, like a global congregation of babies in cots. There's nothing so majestic as a blank white wall and taking responsibility for your own worship. 'The English way', as Gareth Southgate calls it.
What’s everyone’s work Christmas Do this year? Mines tomorrow, at “a venue” which I am not a fan of, but at least I’ll be warm. Booked an 8 seater taxi for 12:15 so it’ll either come and I’ll be a hero and everyone will buy me a drink in the grotty town centre bar that everyone’s heading for, or it won’t come and I’ll likely walk home cos it’s only about 40 mins. Although there goes my hope of warmth.
Meal and a live band, doubt its worth the Ł50.
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Had our proper one last week and I didn't go because it would have meant getting a hotel and I can't be arsed with that. Team lunch next week at a Toby Carvery and I'm not sure I can be arsed with that either.
Our one is Saturday night. Needless to say I'll be giving it a miss, took my own lads out for a few pints last weekend which was far better.
Tomorrow night for us. Open bar, no fee required. They just give a couple of people carte blanche to organise it. The venue isnt great in all honesty but I can walk home so no complaints.
I think our works do is at the weekend but I never bother. It's always out in the wilds of County Durham.
A long lunch at a posh pub tomorrow afternoon. Earlier on I was giving some nervous plebs a tutorial on how to order from a posh menu: ignore the adjectives, just look at the nouns. The blank faces then told me that they don't know what nouns and adjectives are, so I gave up and told them to get the turkey.
Had ours at a restaurant in Bath - over priced and too loud. Was a decent laugh though.
I'll forever love Bath. Spent a couple of days there in 2021 when it was insanely hot which consisted of getting leathered on Pimms and watching 2nd team cricket at one of the more beautiful grounds I've been to.
Our team do was last month as December is always too busy to organise one. Manager paid the tab on a meal and a few pints out of their own pocket, fair play.
The closest thing I have to a Christmas do now is tomorrow with two old mates I used to work with (same company, different role and location now) where we will be doing what we do every month or so and going out at dinnertime in Lancaster and getting absolutely cunted whilst betting on every sport there's a market for, finished with a filthy takeaway on the way home.
We had our Christmas do in Bar + Block, and I donned it by just ordering steak rather than one of the festive options that are always shit. I tried to warn everyone that they rip you off with the lesser 'trimmings' (that word makes me retch), i.e. piling on the crappy vegetables against a small bit of stuffing and a sad pig in its blanket, but people weren't having it. The less said about Christmas burger attempts the better. Other highlights include winning the quiz, somebody knocking a full Guinness over the new deaf lass, and my line manager getting hammered and calling a pub landlord a miserable cunt when he complained at us moving a table.
I had this exact conversation with someone last year for a meal I went to with some mates, but I know my audience, so I told him to just treat the menu like a M&S advertAND FREE PALESTINE THE FUCKING ZIONIST BASTA...and ignore the bollocks. Just pick out the key words.
What? Do people not know to go "I'll have the chicken" instead of reading out the whole text of whatever's written on the menu?
Chicken on a Christmas dinner? In fact, chicken on any roast dinner?
It was just an example of a menu option, it doesn't have to be a christmas dinner or a roast dinner.
Yeah, but that option might appear as ballotine de poulet de bresse or some such shit in Jimland.
No, they just don't understand what's there in the first place. For example the option I've gone for today is menued up as: 'Slow-cooked beef, truffle mash, bone marrow and herb cumb in a red wine sauce' and that just intimidates people before they've even tried to decipher it. If it said 'Beef and mash with gravy', which is still essentially what it is, they'd be alright.
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That's one of the easiest fancy restaurant menu choices to decipher though...
Mum CBA with Christmas dinner again this year after doing about 5 at work in the last few weeks, so we might be doingToggle Spoiler
For you it is, but not for someone who has no knowledge of or interest in food beyond what's right in front of them on a daily basis.
This might be low-key the most one nation Tory thing you've ever said. Liberal metropolitan elites sneering at people not understanding words is why working class people stopped voting labour.
I'm doing the opposite of sneering, I'm stating facts as they are. It doesn't make them a better or worse person. If I went into their jargon worlds I'd be just as lost.
It's food though. Like you don't have to be eating at Michelin Star restaurants to have encountered a menu that is a bit flowery with its words. And food programmes are all over TV.
This surprised me too and hence I concluded maybe actually they genuinely haven't.
Christmas Party tonight and all the trains are getting cancelled so looks like I'm going to have to spend 40 quid on a cab home so I am getting hammered on their dime.
Mine was last night. I said I would go but skipped it last minute. The place it was held in serves shit food.
Some end of year I'm having. The mother in law was rushed to hospital last week with a kidney infection. With no significant improvement made since arriving, the doctors have decided to keep her in over the xmas period as a precaution.
I'm off to Salerno this year for Christmas. We're eating out on Christmas Day then boxing day my brother in law has got in his head walking to Naples so we will do that (52km). We're getting a Napoli game in as well which will be fun.
Competition between @7om and @randomlegend
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52km is too far to be walking casually.
Was at a family fun farm today and saw some mum who appeared to have been smashed in the face by her own kid's head [presumably] on some mini log ride. Blood everywhere. Merry Christmas.
Serves her right for having kids.
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