English Christmas dinner.

My girlfriend Donna cooked the most amazing dinner for her family, and me, as she claims me as family. We ate so much food that the Christmas pudding, and Bird’s custard never got touched. So, guess what? I am going back for pudding, and coffee tomorrow.

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