The girls have enjoyed having Elvis to stay and were sad that he has to go back to Santa tonight. Yesterday he stole one of Grandad’s beers and a load of chocolates in Thropton.
Today he was caught abseiling in Grandma and Grandpa’s kitchen down two pairs of new onesie pyjamas.
Eilidh didn’t want Elvis to get into trouble, so she overlooked most of his crimes over the last two days in her final letter to Santa:
They are tucked up in bed now, with their stockings ready at the foot of their beds for Santa’s visit. We hope he turns up for them tonight.
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