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A childhood belief about father christmas

I never believed in Father Christmas, just the Christmas Monkey that magically grew satsumas and small ineffective toys in it's many pockets over Christmas Eve. There is was without fail, hanging from the back of the bedroom door every Christmas morning, eyes following you around the room with it's smirky mouth mocking. Fair play to Mum though, she could sew.

— Dan

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