Shorty and Griller spot Santa When Shorty got back, I were sat on the edge of the sleigh watching the holly where we’d last seen Santa. Shorty started unpacking his “shopping”, but I didn’t take my eyes off them bushes till he yelled at me. “Griller! You’re s’posed to have been watching.” He blinked furiously … Continue reading Following Santa
Where do things go when I drop them?