Going to the pub on xmas day

It tradition to go down to the local with your father in my town, it's a big event the first time a father brings their son out. The pubs are only open for two hours normally anyway so people queuing isn't out of the ordinary.

The women stay at home and cook the dinner while the men go down the pub, it's the way it always has been. Beats sitting at a computer in the morning anyway.
 
If I was still living in London, I would most certainly be down at my local right now. I don't enjoy Christmas especially, Christmas dinner for me is just people eating excessively, and I'm not really a fan of it anyways lol.

I had some really close mates in my local I would love to spend some time with, but unfortunately I'm unable to. It's not like I'd go there just to drink.
 
im sorry but its not that black and white, think how it looks to everyone else.

what are you on about ?

you could say it looks just as bad spending the time on a forum......

not bad at all IMO

i didnt go today but we usually go every christmas , mum likes us out the way while shes preparing dinner , gets fussed if we are in the way or trying to help. so we go to the pub for an hour.
 
Nipped down to the local with the father-in-law and the brother-in-law. Very nice it was too, the pub was packed with Christmas day diners, as well as the casual boozer like me. :)

What's not to be liked about a few swifts on Christmas day?
 
People go down the pub while dinner is cooking? my family went down the pub today while i stayed home and put the chicken in.

Not everyone has the same traditions or circumstances, dont be so narrow minded.
 
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Hell, we (parents, uncle and aunt, and my sister) were in the pub up the road for a lunchtime drink before opening presents and gorging ourselves on Mum's awesome cooking. What the hell is so sad about that?
 
We sometimes pop down the pub for a couple while the dinner is getting made, just the men. Quite a good laugh normally, im sure quite a few people do that so i cant see that being sad

I usually do that on boxing day. With my dad, grandad and the brotherin law( leave all the women at home for them to cook the food:D Hohoho).
Well, we would be doing that tomorrow, but my grandparents moved to spain 5 months ago.
So insted we're all off up to the sisters house insted to have a family meal :)
 
I can't imagine ever wanting to go to the pub on Christmas day but hey, if people want to then fair enough, it's their lives :)
 
Nothing wrong with going in the Pub Xmas day.
I worked in my local 11-2 today, before rushing home for dinner with my mum. Dad had been in the pub with friends.
Various families and groups came in for a few drinks before leaving for their lunch.

Was a great atmosphere in there, much more enjoyable than sitting about with the grandparents discussing the new socks they unwrapped earlier in the day :/
 
Just back from the local boozer, random fighting over nothing.

******* neds, started on my mate glad to say he got chucked out and achieved nothing except a sore face.

Was a nice, but crazy atmosphere before that.

Well I suppose Christmas ain't the same without a good punch up :P
 
Me and the rest of my family always go to the pub on Christmas day, then back home for the dinner.. does that mean we disown each other?
 
I spend every day at home with the kids and after doing most of the shopping and then the preparation, my wife is more than happy for me to pop in to my local for a few cold ones while she gets the cooking underway.

I don't see what business it is of anyone else but my family's if I choose to relax for a few hours down the pub. I don't return late or worse for wear but happy, relaxed and ready for the madness that is Christmas dinner with 5 excited kids.
 
The women stay at home and cook the dinner while the men go down the pub, it's the way it always has been. Beats sitting at a computer in the morning anyway.

It's certainly like that if we spend Christmas with my wife's parents. It's a 'win-win' situation for all concerned - the women get us blokes out from under their feet and after a brisk walk and a few pints to work up an appetite, me, my father-in-law and my sister-in-law's other half return absolutely bloody starving. My mother-in-law wouldn't have it any other way - not only are we not cluttering up the house, she knows that her efforts in the kitchen won't go to waste ...
 
Well I went to the pub with my mrs, our lad, my dad his girlfriend, and his nieghbours who we have been friends with for 15years.
 
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