It is true, Father Christmas is real, oh so lovely AND we met him.The "once in a lifetime" trip to meet the man himself in his house in snowy Lapland (well Finland actually, but lets not be pedantic!) was FANTASTIC and I'm so so glad we finally did it. Yes it was silly money, yes it was exhausting, but it was so worth it.
We woke at 5am – it's funny how everyone was super speedily out of bed and dressed in their base layers in a flash, most unlike school mornings where gentle persuasion is more the order of the day and the whole rigmarole invariably takes 20 minutes, (15 more than we actually have!).
Off to the airport we set and even checking in and on our flight all the attendants were Christmassy and child friendly! Maddie led the singing of carols as she was queuing for the loo at the appropriate moment! It was truly lovely and hearing weeny children singing away beautifully out of tune! Certainly had the aaaaah factor.
I'd been worried about the cold, the word minus is enough for me regardless of how many minuses it actually is. However, I needn't have worried as they provided fab gear for us all including balaclavas. What a fashion statement, not! Plus, I was a tad anxious if they were washed each trip as thinking about it ALL your germs are trapped… eeeeuuugghh!)
The suits and boots were all as warm as toast so when we stepped out into the darkness of Lapland and clambered into a sleigh covered with reindeer furs and blankets, we could just totally appreciate the sheer beauty of the white wonderland as we sped through the crisp white snow into the woods and in search of Father Christmas.
We were excited, beyond excited, and it really was magical. Lit only by candles and lanterns and open fire pits, much needed for a little huddle and to warm the fingers (the only chilly bit for me, and that's because I took ordinary leather gloves – silly I know).
There were statuesque reindeers resplendent in their Lappish extra special adornments which took us as a family for a ride in their sleigh, though one appeared enamoured with Maddie and Dan and I were both rather anxious, as lets face it, one quick angle with those antlers and… well lets not think about it. I certainly breathed again when we hopped out!
The huskie dogs were incredibly noisy and flipping fast considering they were pulling Dan and I along in thick heavy snow. In fact Maddie now wants a huskie dog, not sure that Gus would like to hear that! Plus, she added a ferret of all things to her Christmas list the other day. A ferret, I think not! Father Christmas if you're listening.
Joe displayed worrying levels of speed as he zoomed around on a snowmobile – I'm going to be utterly petrified when he becomes old enough to drive having witnessed a demonic look in his eyes particularly when we were all shouting, ( ok muffled shouting, remember we're all in balaclavas!) STOP three laps later he finally slewed to a halt.
And Tom… well, witnessing Tom chatting animatedly to Father Christmas about the Imaginext toys he hoped that he may find in his stocking from him this year was just too special. With both a smile from ear to ear and tears, I captured a little of the wondrous moment on film, though it will remain one of those perfect memories of life for me.
Sadly I didn't manage to ask Father Christmas for diamond earrings! But to be honest I think seeing my three cuddling him, (Joe was hidden beneath the present) was quite enough of a gift for me.
We returned home by 11.15pm that same night, exhausted, but oh so happy and safe in the knowledge that he WOULD be coming down our chimney next week.
This week is certainly careering towards the big day waaaay too quickly and my jobs today were plentiful. One was to clean the silver cutlery, it was our wedding present which we use every day, and as dishwashers and posh cutlery don't mix super well , it needs to sparkle.
To make the spare room bed up in its new lavender Northern Nights sheets was another one; clearing the bed first of all the washing and ironing etc. What have I actually done of those jobs you may ask? Well, I HAVE had a manicure (it IS for work mind you!) plus a new set of minx on my tootsies! Oh so pleasing to look down upon.
I have dosed myself up with all number of cold remedies (virus last week and now a cold) and I took Anne Dawson's advice and chilled a little! After all, a girl needs to recover from the HUMUNGOUS food shop for Christmas which was added onto the end of my early start at QVC yesterday – a busy day indeed.
I shall be seeing you all on QVC on the 22nd, 23rd and Christmas Eve too and then back on the 27th and onward.
For now though I shall wish you ALL, a wonderfully happy and magical time over Christmas. I know for many of you it'll be a time without special people in your lives, I wish you peace and comfort and send you love…
To those of you have been good this year don't forget to pop your stocking up. He is real you know!!!!!!!
Much love as always and a very Happy Christmas to you all.