Christmas

Six months and 8 days, or one hundred and ninety one days. That's how long we've got till Christmas Day. A hundred and eighty nine sleeps until Father Christmas comes to visit excited youngsters across the globe.

If you live in a place that's anything like where I do, this means that there are probably only 140 days until your scumbag neighbours put their Christmas decorations up. Wankers. These tossers usually have their houses emblazoned with lights and tinsel by the end of the first week of November. Common, that's what they are. No class. And no doubt it's us poor bastard tax payers who contribute to their huge electricity bills because they don't lift a finger to do a job themselves.

This aside, I found myself getting excited about Christmas today, the hottest day of the year so far (all of 24°C). I love it! It's the most mental 2 weeks of the year - just look at what people do to their houses during Advent, it's fucking bonkers. Who'd have thought having a tree in the house was normal? And all those lights? It's great! (But obviously for no longer than a month at the absolute max).