OKAY , SO CHRISTINA AND JAMES...

... are all grown up now (James is a married man for goodness sake!) - and they probably done even believe in Santa any more, but none of that seemed to matter this afternoon when I was searching every nook and cranny for the Missing Santa Sacks. The sense of panic was overwhelming - even Charles got up and had a bit of a look. I was up and down the loft ladders, rummaged through every black bin liner and had just about given up when I noticed one bag, right next to the hatch that I must have passed about a dozen times... ... and there they were! Clearly I'd strategically placed them there so they'd be easy to find!! That plan didn't work then.