He was caught red-handed by Betta as he was leaving his gifts, and she, like many children, peppered him with questions, and not only that, knowing that he works non-stop all night, she decided to make him one of our pizzas.
Our sweet Betta began with a: 'Father Christmas already leaves you all the biscuits, so I brought you pizza'.
After all the children's friend ate our pizza (which he seemed to enjoy)
Betta started again with a series of questions that would unsettle even dear Santa Claus.
"But how do you get out of the pizza oven, isn't it too tight?"
"But where do you park your sled here in town?"
Fortunately, our gracious host explained that it was magic he could not explain and that as far as the sleigh was concerned, he had no problem with the time disc and that for his and (also our) luck, we had a huge terrace that could accommodate everyone, sleigh and reindeer included.