I don’t think I’ll be getting one this year but growing up it was probably the most exciting party of Christmas for me, waking up to that at the end of my bed. I used to lie awake very seriously marvelling at how amazing it was Father Christmas managed to get around the whole world.
Usually it was full of sweets and small toys, great when you’re a kid. One year i desperately wanted a puppy and wrote a letter to Santa explaining how he could leave it at the end of my bed. Of course I didn’t get one but I did get a stuffed toy character from 101 Dalmatians, ‘rolly’ the fat one, and that was almost as good.