So after my disappointment 
earlier in the week at not being able to be Santa at the school fayre my feelings were a mixture of relief and as you probably noticed annoyance.
So Saturday morning we are just getting ready to go off to Norbury and Sarah's mum's Church fayre when the phone rang, it was Sarah's brother and he was pissed off. They'd got to the church and there was no Santa's grotto as nothing had been organised (he's 18 by the way).
Ten minutes later the phone rang again, it was Sarah's mum. While she was on the phone Sarah turned round to look and me while saying "I'm sure it would be ok" and I just knew what was coming.
In the end I enjoyed it. It was worth it to see the look on the faces of the little kids and it took me back to my childhood when I used to go and see Santa in Joblings department store in Sunderland. I was thinking on the way to the church that I really did believe that the man sitting there was Santa and wondered if kids today would still be able to believe that. All I can say is that from my observations - they do!
One of my favourite answers was from a young girl who when i asked her if she had been good replied "Well I try my best". There were many who got all tounge-tied and couldn't manage to get anything other than their name out - bless. Another revelation was very few managed to answer the question "what do you want Santa to bring you for Christmas".
Oh and I must have been ok as they were already talking about me doing it again next year - doh!
27/11/05 @ 11:58