Another weekend, another Santa, though I think this one was a RADA Santa because not only did he do a special photo face, he was plastered in the sort of make-up required for an average night out in Warrington town centre. And you can tell you're in Australia - this is the first time in my life I've ever seen Santa swatting flies.
Anyway, he was free and he gave out chocolate stockings from a coolbox, though I winced when I considered the fate of the chocolate stored underneath Ella's puchchair. Now I know why they pack the Cadbury's full of that anti-melting agent that takes away the taste. It's all about Santa.
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