Davina (our daughter) had asked George and I to take Harry to meet an old man dressed in red.
All Harry knew was that he was going out for breakfast, so when he suddenly caught sight
of Father Christmas he was astonished, delighted, and then overawed.
Father Christmas was really lovely, working his way around the room and making sure that he had a good chat with each child.
Breakfast arrived and Harry tucked in. He takes food VERY seriously.
Some serious munching took place and then Father Christmas came back. Harry was the very first one to receive his gift - much to his delight!
It was a magical experience for the three of us.