You babes all know I am a smooth talking (and walking), friendly guy.

And that I love nothing more than an honest, confident babe (or ten).

You also know how much I love my mamas and papas. But that doesn’t mean that we don’t fight sometimes. Tough love – I like to call it.

Every year the holiday season brings happiness & love, but also some sadness and sometimes tension. It could be with your family, a lover, or a friend. But one thing is for sure – you can’t fight it. But you can smooth things over.

With chocolate, a hot shower (with me in it) or a poem. An acrostic one, of course. #justthekindofguyiam

Compromise. Turkey does taste as good as ham, sometimes.

Have a laugh. With them, at them, either or.

Respect each other’s opinions. Even when you both think you’re right.

Instigate conversation and improve relationships. Onwards and upwards.

Sing. Carols of course. Get into that Christmas spirit.

Text less. Involve yourself in the day. You’ll thank me later.

Mingle with a not so close family member. Learn something new.

Always be a grateful guest. Thank the host and offer to help.

Suggest a family scrub sesh. There is no better way to bond, obviously.

Do you see what I just did there? Good looking and intelligent.

Give the above a whirl, see how you go. You could call me a peacemaker, or if all else fails, just frank.

xx frank