the coldcuddles

we went to watch father christmas arriving on his sleigh pulled by the reindeer this morning, followed by a brass band and party parade.

it was our first time and we were really looking forward to it. sounds great, but the reality was it was pants. total. utter. pants. (made even worse by thefatredbeardyone not actually bothering to make an appearance until almost 40 minutes later than announced whilst we waited in the cold with no way of leaving due to the car park being cordoned off until after he'd arrived.) grrr.

there were tears and tantrums galore, let me tell you. never EVER again, but at least we got a few nice family snaps during the first five minutes of waiting.