My children are currently 10 and 13. In the not distant future, I fully expect to be asked to account for my repeated assertions that I believe in Father Christmas. I hope, when that time comes, my explanations will make sense to them.

I’ll talk a bit about card tricks and WWE; how some things shouldn’t be diminished by not being “the truth”. But, most importantly, I’ll talk about anthropomorphic personification and, therefore, the Christmas spirit, as a reminder of the importance of sharing and kindness, and being together.

And, since they’re rational and logical, I hope that having freed their minds of the mechanics of chimneys and sleigh velocities, they’ll think my version is actually a bit better.