Britain has no f**king idea what to do with this much time off

ACROSS the country, adults are realising that once given more than four days off in a row they run out of things to do and visit garden centres. 

People who have not worked since Tuesday afternoon are sitting around conscious they are wasting precious free time but without any idea what to do with it.

Tom Logan of Braintree said: “I’ve watched telly. I’ve got drunk. I’ve had things I want. We even managed an episode of marital congress on Boxing Day. Now what?

“It turns out that once my basic needs are satisfied at slightly more length than usual, I’m all out of leisure plans. I’m so bored I’ve considered reading a book, though thankfully my phone was to hand.

“I could go and do a load of unpleasant jobs but that’s not really the point of Christmas, is it? But then I’m not sure sitting around staring into space, wondering if 4pm’s too early to open a bottle of prosecco, is really the best use of my time either.

“What did I used to do when I was young and the whole world was open to me? Got two buses to the local multiplex and sat on the floor for two hours until I Am Legend started. Yeah, that wasn’t great either.

“Christmas has taught me that man was not meant to have this much free time. I’ll be glad when I’m back at work, bitterly resenting it.”

Set of Christmas photos also taken without sister's boyfriend

FOR every family Christmas photo taken with a woman’s current boyfriend a near-identical one is being taken without him, it has emerged. 

Roy and Susan Hobbs are creatively inventing reasons why, among all the charming group snapshots in matching Christmas jumpers, there always needs to be another where Laura’s boyfriend Oliver O’Connor is absent.

Susan said: “I’m not saying it won’t last. He’s a nice lad, as accountants who review imported cheese on Instagram go.

“But we learned our lesson from when Tamzin got married and all the photos have a Goth named Toby in them. Laura dumped him two months later but our group shots look like they were taken by a spiritual medium.

“Likewise those photos of our family trip to the Lake District which include a gawky twat named Brian. He can’t be digitally removed, I’ve tried, and using AI to put the latest one’s face on was truly grotesque. Though so was Brian.

“So this year we’re carefully distracting Oliver, sending him out for festive trips to the shops alone, and flattering his photography skills so he’s the one taking them. It’s either that or demand he propose marriage. And I don’t think anybody wants that.”

Oliver O’Connor said: “I need a few pics of me looking deep and thoughtful alone by the bay window and Christmas tree. They’ll look so hot on next year’s Tinder profile.”