That is me.
Paul waited until I had finished work until he opened his present. Managed to get everyone out by 11.45pm (appologies for not letting anyone stay, but I had a phone date).
His sister gave me a running commentary whilst he opened his presents, they were well received! He sounded like a kid at christmas, I just wish I was there to see.
Hes trying to get up here for the weekend. I dont hold up much hope. Even if he does Im probably going to have to work for most of it. Fucking football ruining my life.
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