Santa woz 'ere

We left him a glass of milk, a mince pie and some carrots for the reindeer:














Then 5.30am saw the poor baby being gently but determinedly woken by her sisters, to see if he had been:














And he had! I'm always amazed that the reindeer leave the carrot tops behind. Fussy creatures, they must be.


















Well, some people opened their gifts very slowly and wonderingly savoured each one:


















Whilst others rushed through theirs frantically, shaking with excitement:














Then there were new toys to play with...














Potions to make...














Disks to install...














and battleships to bomb:














I was hoping for a new camera, but is seems that Santa thinks my old one will have to do, for now. Very wise of him, no doubt. Ah well, there's always next year. Ho ho ho!