It seemed a bit crap as I was driving home... That post what I wrote, I mean...

I know it wasn't the worst Xmas ever... But it was for me. My worst Xmas Ever. Because I've been blessed with a series of good Christmases. Nobody ever died, was robbed, or ill, nobody ever had a massive row or... anything. It wasn't dramatic but warm, loving and comfortable. They always went with love, fun, food, drink, and love.

I guess I'm not used to it.