


Good morning dearies – I just wanted to let you know that Santa is home safe and sound after taking part in the Great Scottish Santa Run. Rather embarrassingly, Santa set off on the 1.5km fun run round the Princes Street Gardens on Sunday morning, along with 1,500 other folks dressed just like him and he’s just crawled in.
It’s not that I mind him having fun. It’s not that I mind him taking part just a week after injuring his back. It’s not that I mind him taking several hours to complete the course. It’s not even that I mind him taking time out of the office when we have the pitch of our lives to complete. What I do mind is the post-run celebratory 24 hour drink-athon in the Grassmarket after bumping into his old buddy Irvine Welsh, who told my husband that he was busy researching for a children’s Christmas book and he would make Santa the star. One can of Tennant’s Super led to another and the next thing Santa knew he was being chased from a tenement building in Leith by an angry man with a moustache.
Anyhoo – he’s back now and I’ve got him checking the team profiles in the pitch to keep him occupied.
Be in touch soon.
Mrs C
I love Santa's antics! Well done.
Is the pitch nearly done? We do need to practice at some point you know.
It needs to be perfect. Although we will deliver it perfectly I would like some time to rehearse and ensure my outfit compliments the design and of course we don't want to clash with each other. What on earth would that look like? Nobody would want to see a bunch of mismatched reindeer flying through the sky, it would give the kiddie winkles fashion nightmares.
The big fella's done nothing wrong. That's his job. He needs to be visible. He's getting our name out there. Schmoozing. Client entertainment. If you ask me if we'd done more of this kind of thing it wouldn't even be up for pitch!
I say we just take along a few bottles of Cristal and Sherry to the pitch and show them just how Merry a Christmas they could have if they just gave us the business.
Well I'm glad Santa man is back to his old self - no wonder he is round, has ruddy cheeks and is fond of shouting ho, ho, ho a lot!I reckon Irvine's book will be a classic and children everywhere will love it.
As for the big pitch, don't worry, we elves have everything under control and have finished our costings and timescales well in advance of the deadline. Of course we'll be helping out with the rest of the pitch but bring it on,I say. And father Christmas will be fine - as usual he'll say 'aye' to the pitch work and then he'll turn up and turn it on on the day...
PS Is the moustache significant? My friend's dad has the longest moustache in the world, all twirled up into loops for 'posh' dos and important pitches. How long was it?