Oasis, MBC’s Tuesday morning café is usually just that; an oasis. Somewhere for travellers to rest, in our case where mums, dads, grandparents, carers etc. etc. can find refreshment, where they can drink tea and coffee, sit, chat and chill while their little ones play.
This week, however, all that changed when despite an incredibly heavy work load Santa popped in. Now I’m far too old to recall my first encounter with the man in the big red suit but judging by the response he received yesterday it would have been one of two…. an immediate clamber to sit on his knee and to tell him my entire life story or a mix of blind panic and fear! Luckily on this visit there was more of the former than the latter.
As luck would have it (or some might call it planning) Santa wasn’t the only one dressed up in something special. Following his 45 minute spell under the Christmas tree it was time for him to join Shelley as she gathered everyone together, plundered the dressing up box and turned both the willing and the doubters into angels, shepherds and kings.
Oasis, like Moortots is taking a break now but will return in the New Year. In the meantime I just hope that on Christmas morning all those dinosaurs and dollies that Santa was asked for find their way to their new owners.
