The Rotary Club Santa...

...called by this evening. Years ago he sat on a trailer pulled by an old tractor, or straddled some kind of motorised vehicle tastefully done up like a festive Thomas the Tank Engine. No more. Sadly, Santa is now relegated to the back of a Transit van with both rear doors propped open. This is progress? 

Props to all for turning out on a foggy, murky night to raise money.  

And props to me for eventually conjuring up something in the kitchen, though it did take an hour and a half.