Here's me, my sister and one of her mates from the estate who just happened to be passing! Yep it's Christmas day and the local youths decorated their bus shelter, so I went up and got a pic of it. Quick fact, when I was about errm 12/13 ish me and my mate called Mossy once tore down that shelter and weighed it in for scrap! at that time it didn't have any perspex windows it was just a hollow shell. This Christmas the bus shelter kids have taken matters into their own hands and with a sense of pride (and probably petty theft to aquire the trimmings) they gave their own space a festive touch, which is actually quite admirable! Not that I want to hug a hoody or anything, but well done lads/lass's/staffy's.
Another drink fueled Christmas day for me which initially found me in a shed which has been turned into a bar, well! I say bar it's more a pub, it was fantastic, leather couch's the job lot. I managed to sink 3 in there before moving over to my mum and dads for the old lunch and more cans! I shut down about 4.30pm and have just found myself getting lively again. All in another classic Christmas, it's been like this every year and it's a day I can guarantee will never change format. Cheers....