If Father Christmas doesn’t produce the presents Elvis deserves, he will be doomed.
Demanding elf determination?
And I note that for complaints, requests, reviews, etc, all the forms are closed. Typical government department.
My human family are all, astonishingly, classed as “nice”, with the exception of my wife, whose name isn’t there at all.
Naturally I would not presume to check the status of She-Under-Whose-More-Or-Less-Benevolent-Command-I-Am-Privileged-To-Serve.
That’s too much like good news. I need more than that to pronounce …
Can Lupin and the boy be sufficiently good in the next couple of weeks to outweigh the previous eleven months of turpitude?
For those who are feeling a bit jaded about Xmas, I suggest that, close to Xmas Eve, you get hold of a couple of small children (shouldn’t be difficult – there are plenty of them around) and drive them round to see the best displays of Xmas lights in your neighbourhood. That will cheer you up a bit. Might cheer the children up, too.
I quite agree that all the Xmas stuff gets dragged out too early and it all goes on too long. But that’s marketing. Here in Australia they have just started having “Black Friday” sales, even though we don’t do Thanksgiving.
And decorations are often still up long after Twelfth Night.
Lupin knows that he’s doomed.