TRUE-LIFE
Placing a paper bag on the fireplace, my son Callum, then 3, looked up at me.
‘Will he really come tonight?’ he asked.
‘Santa would never let you down,’ I nodded.
It was the summer of 2018 but Christmas was already on our minds.
Recently, I'd persuaded Callum to give up his beloved dummies.
Suggested putting a bag of them out ‘for Santa’ so he'd be on his Nice List when Christmas Eve came around.
Next morning, Callum rushed downstairs.
Found the dummies gone, replaced by a letter and parcel from Santa.
Well done, Callum, you're my special helper now.
Ripping open the wrapping paper, Callum pulled out a red
