At the Royal Pavilion Brighton, the children are asked what they would like from Father Christmas.
My Niece (aged 4) hiding in her Mummy's arms:
An egg cup and some hand cream.
My Nephew (aged 6), after announcing "Now, this may sound a little unusual":
Panpipes and a water park (waterfall and river included).
Rhinos will be requested later.
Later, in the car, it sinks in. A wide-eyed nephew: "Why did the Elf hug you Aunty Ellie?"
It pays to have friends in high places. We were all tickled pink by the experience.
I have never enjoyed surprising the Elf and the Little Uns so much.
They wear the best ‘Cor Blimey’ Eyes...