When I was small, one of my friends said something really silly. He said that Father Christmas didn’t exist.’
December is here and it’s time to get Christmassy. The tree has gone up, mulled wine has been consumed and I’m now sitting in a delicious Christmas haze reading The Night I Met Father Christmas by Ben Miller. I first read it back in the summer and I loved it then. The second time around is even more delicious, especially now that Christmas is creeping ever closer.
So this is the first in three days of posts about this festive story which will culminate with a special giveaway when I kick off the blog tour on Monday.
Tomorrow I shall be posting a short Q&A with Ben and illustrator Daniela Jaglenka Terrazzini plus a little more info on this very special Christmas story.