Christmas is a time of joy, a time of happiness, a chance to spend time with loved ones.
Everyone is in a great mood, your social calendar is chock full of exciting plans and you cannot wait until that final day of work knowing you’re not due back in until early January.
Unless you work in a bar.
Imagine being wrongfully imprisoned for a crime you didn’t commit.
Then throw in an overwhelming smell of poorly made mulled wine, 100 idiots in festive jumpers and Slade on repeat and you’re just touching the surface of the seasonal toil of the usually… Read the full story