Well I picked them up at 12.30......Fatty had a face like thunder and didn't speak. Gave the boys their presents,......we gave them 5 each and one shared, the Slavic side gave them 1 each and I shared! Welsh 1 Slavs 0.
The wife finished preparing food, and then it was served up to them. They ate their food......she didn't offer to help the wife prepare it, or offer to help clean up after. Not a word. Just scowled in between looking at her phone.
I cleared the table of dishes and when I went back in the room my boy announced they had to leave cos the kids were playing up. They weren't! And they actually didn't want to leave, so when they were told they were going they really did kick it off.
So they left at 2.30 and the wife hardly had a chance to spend any time with the boys! Basically turned up, ate their food, and fucked off! Wife ain't happy about it.
Their early departure did give me a window of opportunity to get out though......so I can actually say that I rode on Xmas Day!
And when I got back I got a text message from my boy......apparently Fatty's feeling really ill now so we've got to go to the Chemists to get her some medicine!
So it finished up Welsh 2 Slavs 0. Total Wipeout!