Ever so gently-goes Santa
The little one is didderly and there’s no way you are going to terrify them on their first ever visit to Santa. Yay! you scream in excitement as you very carefully choose a lovely, low key Santa meet up in the place that you seem to spend most of your days. Mothercare! Keeping it sweet n cheap just in case they don’t like the big man in red is hard. Especially when you’ve been waiting for so long to go *to tell Santa that a new kitchen this year would be fab! And who’s knows, if it goes well, maybe next year you’ll be able to do a bigger Santa experience.
All the bells and whistles Santa… more is never enough!
Last year went so well and you swear there were only a few tears.
You’d cry too if an elf (taller than you?!) yelled ‘hello’ into your face unexpectedly with all the vigour of Dora the Explorer.
So. Technically it went quite well *you confirm to the Beta. You quickly book one of the best Santa experiences in the UK. It costs more than a trip to the moon! *Eurostar. But. This is what Christmas dreams are made of…you tell yourself. And what could go wrong in the bestest most magical place in the UK?
A little bit less is more Santa?
Last year all went wrong. You arrived late because of an accident on the motorway. That magical place turned out not to be as magical as you thought and there were tears too and not just from the little. Conveyer belt springs to mind.
This year you are playing it smart. Half the distance to get there, half the stress, less than half the cost AND you’re bringing a friend. The little elf shouts from your shoulder “you get what you pay for’. So you promptly shove her to the back of the cupboard and crack on. Ho, ho, ho!
You did it. Last year was a success. Everything went right and you’ve even got the picture to prove it.
Tempted as you are to do it again, this year you’re going more frugal and have plumbed for an even closer Santa trip in a stunning and iconic palace… down the road.
So. Santas grotto is actually a tiny shed in the said beautiful place.
But! He was kind, jolly and seemed to know an awful lot about the little one. They spent ages chatting, and, at one point you thought he was going to offer you all a cup of tea and an invite to stay for supper!
See… you smile to yourself as you all head home. You absolutely do not need to pay a kings ransom to visit Santa.
Most expensive, has everything Santa on the planet!!!
Then the little one utters those 5 words that no parent EVER wants to hear.
Santa isn’t real… is he?
Oh my gawd!!!! you inwardly cry. Then you promptly book Finland for next year.
Have you had a stand out Santa visit that you would recommend?