Me: Nell and I would like to take this opportunity to wish you all a very Merry Christmas.
Nell: What on earth is that reindeer doing?
Me: It’s Christmas, Nell. You have to have reindeers.
Nell: I don’t mean in the photo. I mean outside.
Me: What?
Nell: It’s wearing bells.
Me. You don’t think Santa left it behind do you?
Nell: I know people ask for extravagant presents nowadays but a reindeer? That’s excessive.
Me: No. I mean it might be one of the famous eight.
Nell: They’ve long gone. I just hope it isn’t auditioning to be a Merry Dog because that is a step too far.
Me: Oh look. It seems to know Knitwear Wolf.
Nell: And Monty.
Me: It’s probably Canadian then.
Nell: So that makes it alright, does it? I mean does Poppy even know she is catering for a reindeer today?
Me: You know Poppy. Nothing phases her. Reindeers eat carrots, don’t they?
Nell: Personally if I was a reindeer I would be heartily sick of carrots.
Me: Anyway, I’d also like to thank our friends and family from all over the world for their continuing support.
Nell: We read all your comments and appreciate every single one.
Me: We certainly do.
Nell: In fact you make our day. Every day.
Me: We hope you’re having a wonderful Christmas and for those of you who are spending it alone, or without family, this year we send extra special hugs.
Nell: And please know that you always have a family in us.
Me: I’ve just had a thought.
Nell: What now?
Me: You don’t think that’s Olive outside, do you?
Nell: Olive?
Me: She’s in the song about Rudolph. ‘Olive the other reindeer.’
Nell: Good grief. Just go and peel some carrots.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
