Santa looking a little deflated

On a mission, as I am, to get some use out my Fitbit, I have taken to dragging my arthritic legs around the streets of the city to see if I can manage it without sinking into pain, falling to my knees, and cursing God for giving me the body of a man my age,

On one such walk, I realized I was not the only one looking a little down-in-the-mouth about things. Santa obviously unhappy about the absence of snow.

On a completely unrelated note, at what age to kids stop believing in Father Christmas? And does my insurance cover me getting onto the roof on December 24 if there is no snow?