'tis the season to be Jolly

In this game there is no rhyme or reason or no pattern to punting movements.
But this time of year is a shoo in, in terms of guaranteed patrons flocking to the door, you can practically set your watch by it.
I guess it is the prospect of being cooped up with people whom you have nothing or very little in common, other than being vague blood relations.
Add to that fractious kids, moaning oldies, and recriminations from years before boiling to the surface of the cauldren, and the ubiquitous Mother in Law....and poor blokes just want to escape and have a GOOD time.
Step this way gentlemen...HO HO HO.
It's not only the Turkeys that gobble at Christmas

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