Now the run up to Christmas is full of trying to meet the huge cream orders for the supermarkets, followed by all the staff not directly involved with our milk intake, butter production or skim dryer calling me a miserable bugger for not joining the Christmas eve party while I work a good 14 hrs in the hope that I don't have to go back in on Christmas day (it doesn't always work).
Boxing day is then filled with catching up after having Christmas day off (not everyone is as lucky as me to have as much time off!), and getting abusive phone calls from transport managers who's tankers only ever deliver to us over christmas (as the site they normally deliver to is closed) and who all think they should get top priority over the other 40 odd tankers that have been waiting anything up to a day to tip!
Mind you, I do then get New Year off, when I go to Ireland to visit the twerlies
Nowadays I tell everyone that want's to get me something that the best thing they can do is swear off cream for Christmas, and to keep a thought & give thanks to all those people who work through Christmas to keep the shops stocked, the lights lit, and above all, the country safe!!!
& if you think that's a rant, don't start me on the shops that start putting out the Christmas stock as soon as the summer holidays finish
Hic 
Why isn't the missis allowed to accompany you on this festive trip then? 
