Does anyone else spend the last few weeks of their much longed for and carefully planned annual leave anxious and dreading it?
Do certain sections of family (particularly) and friends use it as an opportunity to score points, whinge, moan, manipulate and emotionally blackmail you into stuff when all you wanted to do was head 'home' to normality for a few weeks and relax without having to second guess every last fucking action!
If so, join me here in the often heard (but never actioned) cry of "Balls to this, we are doing our own thing next year, ungrateful shits!"
We love them really but....


