Last night Helen and I heard some hullabaloo coming from Oxford Street. We went out onto our balcony to be greeted by the sight of a huge crowd of rowdy Santas milling on the corner of Oxford Street and Wardour Street.
My own pet theory is that they were a group of dyslexics devil worshippers (who had sold their souls to Santa). They were probably supposed to meet up at Oxdorf Street or something and sacrifice an elf.
Alternatively they could be the famous Santa A cappella band “Santana”.
Helen says that they all piled on a bus, so maybe there was a reindeer strike. I guess we’ll never know.