Showing posts with label Father Christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Father Christmas. Show all posts

9 November 2011

Little Owl


Do you like my little owl?

I bought him from Marks and Spencer this morning.  I couldn't not.  Look at that little flat face.

Blondie Daughter (just turned 10) is "not sure whether or not" she believes in Father Christmas.  "Well, if you don't mind, I shall keep leaving him a mince pie and glass of Baileys" I say, "because I absolutely do."  She really, really wants to believe but her friends keep telling her otherwise.  Big displays in shops emblazoned with 'Stocking Filler' signs don't help my cause.  Just a thought.

Hx

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