| I haven't seen much of my boyfriend at all because he works hard all week and then weekends are consumed with drama, either:
My mum having a stroke and me having to go down to visit.
His mum having a heart scare and him going down.
His friend's teenage daughter running away from home and then telling the police her dad had been beating her up (which isn't true) and being put into care, meaning Fred had to go down and give him a shoulder to cry on.
Another of Fred's friends having cancer and being given three weeks to live.
And I get to spend a miserable Christmas with my dad and no Fred, because mum's in hospital and I have to cook Christmas dinner for him and do the visiting thing. I know it's my duty as only child but I'd much rather be home with PC, Sky, having a cosy Christmas dinner with my fella in front of Chronicles of Narnia.
I'm going to be bored shitless. |