(*By chimney I mean a Reading shopping centre, but that didn’t have quite the same ring to it for a title)
I heard a story on the radio this morning that bought a little tear of joy to my eye. (I think I must be pre-menstrual. I get a bit over-emotional at certain times of the month and cry and stupid things, like that VW Polo advert with the girl and the dad growing up together.)
Anyway, the story this morning wasn’t quite as heart wrenching as a VW Polo, but it still tugged the heartstrings.
Here’s what happened…
A shopping centre in Reading were having their Christmas light switch on, and thought it would be fun to have Santa appear from the ceiling, and be lowered magically into the crowds of expectant children. Unfortunately, something went wrong about half way down and Father Christmas got his beard tangled in the equipment, leaving him stuck, dangling above the waiting crowds for over half an hour.
This is the adorable bit though – he could have escaped easily straight away by simply taking off the beard, but he didn’t want the children to realise he wasn’t really Father Christmas.
Isn’t that just the sweetest thing you have ever heard? (I felt myself welling up just reading back over this.)
For over half an hour he hung there, as more and more spectators gathered to point and laugh, just so that the magic of Christmas wouldn’t be spoilt.That’s all. Go about your day.