Less Starsky, more Hutch

I’m sure many of you saw the North Pole Police Department, or NPPD, leaving Santa LTD this morning, so let me fill you in.

It would appear that we’ve been victims of what can only be described as industrial espionage. I found signs of a break in this morning when I opened the workshop at 4am for those bright eyed and bushy tailed elves. Along with a freshly dug tunnel, I discovered a ransacked ideas room and missing designs and costs.

At first I naturally thought it was the snowmen up to their old tricks, but then I found five half eaten chocolate eggs in a basket, a particularly questionable pink bow, some small, pellet shaped droppings and carrots which had been nibbled.

I have my suspicions, but the police are investigating and drawing up a list suspects as we speak. You all will be called into the office at some point today for interview, this is routine, and the NPPD just need to ask whether anyone saw anything suspicious.

Unfortunately this cowardly act of buck-toothed bushwackery has put us behind schedule and we will all have to pull our sleeves up and work through the remaining nights to get back on track – but I know I can depend on you all my dearies.

Much love,

Mrs C.