Thursday, 24 December 2009

Ho ho ho

"What do you fancy doing on Christmas Day," asked the pig farmer, imagining long, atmospheric walks along lonely Westray beaches, mulled wine in front of the fire and a dinner from the pages of Dickens.

"Well," said Mrs Pig Farmer, after some thought. "I was thinking about eating as much food as I can fit in and getting shit-faced."

I love it when we have a plan.

Happy Christmas everyone.

9 comments:

moreidlethoughts said...

Sounds like a reasonable plan.
Happy Plans to you and yours, Malc.

andrea said...

Hey! That's my plan! Hope yours is full of joy and food and booze.

Puffincentral said...

Merry Christmas to you both (and all the animals.) Hope you have a lovely day. Best wishes from Bill and Di on snow-free Flotta. All the best for 2010.

garfer said...

Indeed.

Not far wrong.

Happy Christmas.

Richard said...

Can I come?

Merry Christmas, Malc

Yorkshire Pudding said...

To get shit-faced... Is this an Orcadian expression related to smallholders falling flat on their faces in animal faeces? Hope not! Merry Christmas Wolverine!

Dave said...

And also to you.

Sian said...

It may be some time before you surface then! Have a great time and may your hangover be minimal....

elizabethm said...

Hope you had a great Christmas and the plan worked out just fine!