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Oops Santa is bald – when I came downstairs this morning Santa had lost his hat and his bald head greeted me.

My uncle made him for me more than ten years ago and for most of the year he lives in the back of my wardrobe. But as soon as the Christmas season arrives he moves out of the closet and on to the stairs where he stands and lights the way.

To make sure he doesn’t get a cold- after all there are still nearly two weeks to go until Christmas morning – I put his hat back on.

My Santa has a cold head

My Santa has a cold head