No, it's not Santa (well, it is, but that's not who I mean). It's Shaun.
He's been here:
London Town. Brrrrr. Yes, I know, I know. Madness to go at this time of year.
So he - like thousands of other poor, crazy people - has been thinking a lot about scenarios like this:
And thinking this may be his fate:
Instead, he is one of the lucky few who managed to get on their flights, pretty much as scheduled and he is currently here:
He'll be back tomorrow morning, after spending all of December away, and there's a five-year-old boy who Just Cannot Wait.
Today E said to me: "Mummy, will Dad give me the biggest hug ever?"
Oh, you betcha, kid...