Category Archives: Father Christmas

for a bit of peace and quiet

Just back from a short trip to Johannesburg, where my only bits of crochet time were spent on experimenting with flowers, so no real news.  However, I thought I’d share a little-known secret  – if you’ve ever wondered where Santa Claus goes to get away from all those raucous elves for a bit of peace and quiet, it is at the bottom of my parent’s garden in Lone Hill. 

but ssshhhh, don’t let my mother know he’s there – she’d start telling him that it’s time to change his image, trim his beard and dress better.

To be continued…