Christmas Dinner was glorious and so tasty, just like it was every year. I was becoming convinced that roast dinner was possibly my all time favourite meal.
Dad had opened a bottle of Asti and I was enjoying my second glass when my Aunt Connie arrived...but minus my cousins.
Mum looks surprised as she waltzes into the living room on her own, looking quite annoyed.
"Con, where are the girls?" Mum asks.
Aunt Connie rolls her eyes and answers with an irritated glare.
"Boyfriends. Apparently they can't spend longer than breakfast with their mum anymore, even on Christmas day!" she says bitterly.
"That's such a shame, you could've joined us for lunch had we known! We've had one of Ella's school friends join us today, too," Dad says taking my Aunt's coat.
Will gives Aunt Connie a moderat
