think i might plant a real tree in the compartment between the rear seats! Then arrange a sophisticated guttering system to channel water from the leak to the holder to keep it alive.
Firstly, the Sainbury's store mananger. Sacking to good. Strip him naked, cut his feet, cover him in tinsel and lights, attach baubles to his dangly bits and see how he likes to stand in the cold entrance foyer for three months without food and water.
Secondly, Erm we understand. You'r young. You get up every morning at 4:30 and dance around the house asking "is it christmas yet?" and get really upset when mummy and dad say no. You know christmas is soon all the shops and streets are decorated and Santa is in his Grotty (Every!where). you can't wait for Santa. You've posted your letter to the north pole. Your'e already with the mince pies for Santa and carrot for Rudolf
But I hate to tell you this (yep right)
Santa Doesn't Exist
my life if lying before me in ruins, i feel like the shell of a shattered man - next you will be telling me that the easter bunny aint real either, and if you do that, well, whats the point of me dressing up as the easter bunny, emulating my hero????