Christmas Parade
The countdown to Christmas has begun. Santa’s sleigh is under construction at the Mens Shed. Santa himself is eating a high energy diet so he can fill out his XXXL costume. He’s also putting in the hard yards at the gym so he can get up and down all those chimneys without putting his back out. After all, he’s not such a young fella’. Aging’s not helping his beard either. It’s getting a bit wispy and starting to look like someone’s glued a chunk of cottonwool to his chin.
“Heat pumps and wood burners have made my life hell” he says but he knows he has to keep up with the times. Besides, he can’t disappoint those children who have been good all year, just because they don’t have a chimney.
The Elves at the North Pole are bracing for the Xmas orders. It used to easy; bikes and dolls. The oldest Elves have given up trying to work out what will be on trend and spend a lot of time grumbling about the “good old days”. The young ones spend their time browsing social media looking for ideas. They are trying to get Santa to set up an Amazon-style warehouse, so they can handle all the requests that are flooding Santa’s inbox,
It’s getting harder for the reindeer too. There are so many more kids around today which means more gifts and a heavier load. They’re muttering about developing a battery powered sleigh – “A sort of e-bike of the skies”, Rudolph called it but Dancer, who was always a bit of a Greenie, said that wouldn’t be environmentally friendly.
Dasher said morosely it didn’t really matter as they were facing extinction anyway, what with the loss of habitat and climate change.
It fell to Mrs Claus to get the show back on the road. “It’s not all about you” , she said sternly to the team. “It’s about all those children who trust you to make their Christmas happy. Pull yourselves together and get on with the job.” There was a bit of muttering about bullying, but they also liked the idea of making children happy and that won the day.
Mrs Claus wasn’t finished with Mr Claus though. “I hope you are going to be in top form on Saturday December 9”. Santa frantically racked his brains and came up empty handed. His attempt to conceal this did not deceive his wife. “It’s the Martinborough Christmas Parade”, she said through gritted teeth. “Aahh” said Santa. “My very favourite place. I wouldn’t miss that for anything”.
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