I actually did this once. ....I didn't go to the pub. .I went to see my mother. .that lasted 6 hours. ...by the Time I got back, we were finished, she told all her family and blood suckin friend (perhaps I should include her family) and had arranged a flight back home. This was 2nd Christmas together.
It was all over nothing. .I thought I'd give her time to reflect. ..Needless to say, I didn't do that again. ...at least not until I got the credit card from her. ....ahh...happy days.