The return of SPOT

As I think you may be aware, Mrs Claus likes the sun and warmth and as such needs some reminders of what it is like in the rest of the world away from our snowy home. With the little money that we make from bringing joy to children every year she chooses to sponsor a young lady at school in Malawi. Well, we were both invited to a prestigious event in London (that is in England for readers whose geography is a little stale)to say thank you to people who are also generous in this way and to give us some idea of the school and what Tiwongi and her friends get up to every day. We took one of Mrs Claus' helpers to keep her company on the journey and set off early from our snowy home to arrive in good time. You may not know that Mrs Claus has a fear of being underground, perhaps from being caught in a big snow drift when she was young and this has caused her much heart ache as the main means of transport in London is in sleighs that run many hundreds of feet below the surface. There are surface sleighs, which are of course red, but they are so crowded and noisy that Mrs Claus agreed to try "the Tube". Readers of a certain age will be surprised that we did not meet Jules Holland but then neither were we whisked through the wall to a sunlit Cair Paravel. This was a shame as I have only visited Narnia once and even then someone was unkind enough to point out that I only appeared in the film and was not in the original book! Hey Ho, or should that be Ho Ho!

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Where is this all leading? you might well ask
Mrs Claus was very brave and the Tube faster than we might have expected so we arrived in good time and were entertained with red wine and cheese and cheese and cheese - I was very happy. Mrs Claus' friend pointed out that there was another lady in the room who kept looking at us. Well, I am used to being looked at but this seemed more than just idle curiosity and after a while the lady came over and spoke with us. To my shame I did not at first recognise her, then I realised that the lady with whom we were speaking was none other than the first candidate for the role of Mrs Claus!!! Little did she realise then what she had let slip through her fingers, but all has worked out well, she is happily married with an elf of her own and of course Mrs Claus and I are very happy together. We spent much of the evening reliving old memories and asking afer mutual friends as well as telling our stories. We have all made promises to meet up again soon, preferably before my busy season starts, but I wonder if Mrs Claus may find a way to prevent it happening

As some of you will know Mrs Claus and I now have our own pages on Facebook and we have been looking up other members of the family. The profile pictures people use really are very odd somtimes. Mrs Claus has a niece who looks very much like a cat, whilst her oldest nephew would appear to be a 60's rebel with a surf board.
We of course remain incognito on our pages making only passing reference to our lifetime's work and achievements
We get less hits than you might expect but then as someone commented to me the other day, it is not cool to have an uncle on Facebook