Her: Does Santa Claus get sick?
Me: I’m not sure.
Her: We’ll have to ask God, God knows everything.
Me: Mmm but sometimes God’s answers aren’t particularly clear.
Her: We’ll have to ask him to speak more loudly then.
In other news, my sister spent the weekend here. When she arrived, 10 staff stood up and said “Good afternoon, Miss Helen”. She recommends it.
