Returned to North Street for a final bout of Crimbo shopping, I think I've got a full house now. Only step left is to wrap it all up now which will be tomorrow's job but that's a gig Rebecca and I enjoy for the most part as it's become another part of the Christmas tradition.
On the other hand, a new venture for Rebecca and me occured tonight, which is Christmas adjacent in temperature only: a trip to see an ice hockey match. The Bristol Pitbulls were playing in the city stadium so we went and cheered them on... Not that they were lacking in fans mind. It felt like we were stepped onto a foreign planet with all the new chants, in jokes and side activities - we parsed a lot of new information but had a blast the whole way through. Every goal Bristol scored came with the opening chant of Chelsea Dagger as the whole crowd did the monkey. Rebecca and I felt a bit embarrassed doing it at first, but by the 6th goal we were dancing our hearts out with the other fans. A different way to spend a Saturday night, but fun to commune with a big crowd this close to Christmas.
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