Last minute preparations

Right then ... mince pie, drink and key for Santa ... carrots for the reindeer. Off to bed now to sleep soundly 'til morning ... or at least that's what I'm telling Mummy and Daddy!


"'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds;
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads"

(Clement Clarke Moore - from A Visit from St. Nicholas)