Hello. It’s nearly Christmas and I have made my very own tree in the garden. I think I have done quite a good job. I pinc…borrowed the ornaments.
Now last year I got into a bit of trouble about presents. My guardian Pauline Conolly thought I asked for too much from father Christmas.
I was hoping for a sports car, that’s why I used the barrow instead of a stocking but hey….I’m not one to make excuses. I didn’t get the damn car anyway (just saying!).
Hmm…….maybe time to do things a little differently. I sat down and wrote Santa a very special letter.
Well I sort of forgot about it then, being a very busy soul. Then one day I rode my bike around to my vegetable garden and got the biggest shock of my life. Good grief…it was Santa! He was a bit smaller than I thought he’d be. Seemed a lovely chap though and was happy to hand over the sack of goodies I asked for. We had a little chat and I explained a bit more about my plan. He said he now had a much higher opinion of me.
To fulfil my end of the bargain I took the sack of goodies around and left them with all my neighbours. First stop was my girlfriend Milly’s family.
The person who lives in the next house never comes outside and never opens the door when I knock. He just yells out anti-festive slogans;
But never mind, I left him some bananas and a carton of chocolate milk. I gave him a boomerang to play with, too. That could be a mistake. He might throw it at me next time I’m around!
Oh yes, and I left some things for the fierce bandits at Fort X, even though they kidnapped me once. My heart is truly golden. Yes, and even the stump spider gets something, because he hasn’t bitten anyone for quite a while.
Next stop was a very dear old friend, Hoppy. He gave me the hat last year, so I thought I’d better wear it. It’s a bit small….. I reckon his mother knitted it for HIM! I don’t think recycling gifts is in the right spirit really, do you?
Now for the last stop….Christmas gifts for all the birds. I’ll just leave the sack by their baths and they can help themselves. I hope there won’t be any squabbles. Pauline gave them some baubles…..very silly. They might try to hatch them.
Do you know what? I felt all warm inside when I’d finished. It’s a pity I can’t tell Pauline what I did, but it’s better to be an anomi….aynomi….a secret giver. Yes, I know I’ve told you…but that is all!