A bit different over here as Christmas Eve is the big one and the 25th is just a day to chill out and recover.
Weird really, but then I should be used to it after seven years.
They start late though and it's not good form to turn up with a drink inside you.

So we went to Laura's house, being Adri's sister. Hand over what few presents we had and the salads and wine and coke. Eventually people start to trickle in and we all sit around like lemons from 9.30 till 10 chatting and still no one offers you a drink, even a coke would do.
(I had taken the precaution of having a couple before.)
Eventually I've had enough and open a bottle and they're on it like gannets.
Food is served and the feats commences.
Midnight comes and Santa hands out the pressies, missing me out as I didn't have the money to buy even Adri a present.
Argies don't drink much, but with a little encouragement they can be pushed a little; so we didn't leave till 0330 and after a couple of night caps when we got home, the sun came out much to my surprise.
Woke up the next day at 1300.
Not a bad result, but I think AA may be missing me...................