Ghost of Christmas Past doesn’t haunt Santa Walt

“I don’t know about the gun, but I’ll get you a toy”, Santa said. But I’ve also made sure to expose her to evidence pointing to the truth.

In fact, daughter number four and I were wondering just what the appropriate cut-off age is, when heading for the grotto is a little embarrassing rather than an essential element of the pre-Christmas preparations. They binge on holiday movies and make threats about Santa taking back their kids’ presents, and worse, they bust the power of Santa in the middle of all that joy.

Having just returned from a trip to Colonial Williamsburg for Thanksgiving, Maxine was trying out a feather quill pen for the first time.

Johnson said she was incredibly moved by Santa’s thoughtful words.

When I got home with my five bags that somehow survived being bashed on the Tube, I wanted to cry with exhaustion. But we’re not sure about her apparent disregard for their stone and wooden floors…

When you think of India, lush farms of pine trees probably don’t immediately spring to mind. He knew. I could tell he knew. “When they do, they call me and I go and get it”.

“The kids get excited, the officers get excited, I never have to worry about finding volunteers”, Groner said.

Ah, but Santa has a bright idea. He’s whispering in the ear of Mom or Dad.

The holiday party, organized by the Junior Officer Association, included an interactive gingerbread house that children decorated; Santa’s workshop for making snowmen and reindeer out of Popsicle sticks and paper plates; and a special place for children to visit Santa and take pictures with him and his elf. “You’re a good boy”, Santa told WOOD-TV, recalling the exchange with Landon. The last thing they want to do is give Santa a reason to scratch things off his or her list. Santa said he also enjoys the music jazz pianist Vince Guaraldi composed for A Charlie Brown Christmas. Written in 1897, the editorial is ridiculously on point and surprisingly poignant. “When did you buy this stuff?” The next morning, rollerskaters gliding past tug on any string they see hanging out, waking them up. Maxine asked, presenting me with a calcified gummy bear.

I searched Maxine’s face for signs of disappointment, but there were none.

The ease at which Santa moves around the world could lead some to think he flaunts biosecurity controls – as Mr Joyce suggested Depp did earlier this year when he brought his two Yorkshire terriers, Pistol and Boo, into the country on a private jet.

Plus, there was candy.

Breaking gender stereotypes, actress Thandie Newton has addressed her letter to Mrs Claus, in the hope that she comes this year rather than her jolly other half. (This is not because I have pretensions to be posh; it is just much, much quieter than the John Lewis on Oxford Street, although obviously not as quiet as my sofa.) It turns out, according to Monday’s papers, that the Duchess of Cambridge was there the same day as me, looking for stocking fillers for George and Charlotte.

Editor’s note: This article is updated from a column that we ran on December 15, 2014.