Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas, or according to the predictive text function in my phone, messy Christmas (I’ve also heard it has a poignant take on the word Smirnoff). Officially, it was the swearingest Christmas ever, much to Mum’s chagrin. Ate lots. Got cool stuff. Sang karaoke.

Christmas lunch. I’m taking the photo, and Joobs is trying not to be in it.
On Boxing Day we went to see King Kong which was good, but very long.

