Oh, what a lovely Christmas gift to me! After being lost, and seemingly irrecoverable, I have my blog back. I couldn’t be happier! It makes me want to tell y’all a story.

And now, for my Christmas story. Are you sitting comfortably? Have your tissues at the ready?

When four of Santa’s elves got sick, the trainee elves did not produce toys as fast as the regular ones, and Santa began to feel the pre-Christmas pressure. Then Mrs. Claus told Santa her Mother was coming to visit, which stressed Santa even more.

When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two others had jumped the fence and were out, heaven knows where.

Then when he began to load the sleigh, one of the floorboards cracked, the toy bag fell to the ground and all the toys were scattered.

Frustrated, Santa went into the house for a cup of apple cider and a shot of rum. When he went to the cupboard, he discovered the elves had drunk all the cider and hidden the liquor. In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider jug, and it broke into hundreds of little glass pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get the broom and found the mice had eaten all the straw off the end of the broom.

Just then the doorbell rang, and an irritated Santa marched to the door, yanked it open, and there stood a little angel with a great big Christmas tree.

The angel said very cheerfully, ‘Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn’t this a lovely day? I have a beautiful Christmas tree for you. Where would you like me to stick it? And so began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.

Thanks, y’all, for staying with me during the kidnapping episode, and for coming round for this new beginning. Come round often, or even better, subscribe to my blog and you’ll be notified each time I post a new article. I’d love to have you as part of my blog family.

I wish you all a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!