Santa's train

At the weekend Gran and Grandad visited and we had lots of fun.  We went out to Shipley Glen and on the tramway, which a man called Father Santa Claus Christmas has to help him get up and down the steep hill.  I'm not surprised he needs one, because he didn't appear in peak physical condition when I went to see him.  He lives in a shed and gave me an Eeyore, even though I cried when I saw him because really he was quite scary.  I don't think much of this Father Santa person, but I did like the tramway ride up and down.  Wheeee!