Here’s my latest piece for The Eastern Daily Press, all about my trip to talk to Santa at The North Pole. Have a read.
In a former life, long before In The Night Garden marathons and synchronized bacon sandwich and Peppa Pig viewing sessions, I used to have a responsible job where people listened to and acted upon what I said. These days I find myself in the centre aisle of the Co-op pleading with my son to stop crying because I won’t buy him a full-sized carpet cleaning system.
Yes, that happened.
For anyone who missed it, here’s the article from Woman’s Own magazine, where yours truly organised a dry run of Christmas…
They say you should never meet your heroes, but there are some opportunities you can’t refuse: like interviewing the real Father Christmas.