See, the issue is that aside from the December holiday/festive season marking the end of the year like up North, here in SA, it’s also the summer holiday. So all of those fun times that you would normally have in summer in the UK (both days if you’re lucky), and all of those fun times that you would have over the festive period, are distilled down into one big party month.
Chaos will ensue.
And it’s begun already. I had things on on Saturday – great party, by the way – a couple of days off, and then straight into events and commitments on Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday.
It sounds like a Craig David song.
Actually, maybe Sunday too – my mind won’t allow me to think that far ahead just yet.
Oh wait, yes. Just remembered that we are doing stuff on Sunday, but hopefully it’ll be fairly chilled.
Now… the question… given the plans for the rest of the week, and given that there is school and extra murals and all sorts to manage as well, do I commit to watching Man Utd v Everton tonight? Because that would be a midnight finish, and I’m fairly sure that my body will not appreciate the 6am wake up call tomorrow if I stay up for the final whistle.
But… football.
Don’t be silly, right?
Right?