We had an open fire when I was a sprog.
I was always asking how Santa didn't get burnt to death.
I took it as read though that the fat fucker had flying reindeer, could fit down the chimney, got around the world in one night and could easily eat about 27 tons of mince pies and still go Ho Ho Ho.
Infant logic is strange indeed.
In the real world, with lawyers n stuff.
would the piglets be fried?
I blame Biggles.
Age is getting to me. I thought patio doors was an Irish country singer.