SANTA MEETS THE QUEEN STORY.
It was about three years ago that I received some very exciting and
important news! We were all sitting
by the fire after a very busy Christmas, telling each other stories of our
latest adventures of the last Christmas Eve when mysteriously, a letter suddenly
dropped through my letter box. Now
you know I get millions of letters from children every year, but this I thought,
was a little TOO early for next Christmas!!
Eric, the chief elf brought it to me, and informed me that the
postmark indicated that the letter had been sent all the way from the United
Kingdom. As I took the letter from
him, I noticed that the envelope had been sealed, and on the seal were the
initials ER! “My goodness” I
exclaimed with surprise, “this letter has been sent by the Queen of
England!” I looked at the
postmark again and noticed the letters HRH!
For those of you who do not know what HRH stands for, then I will tell
you! HRH means HER ROYAL HIGHNESS,
by which the Queen is also known!
I cannot begin to tell you how excited I was to receive such
an important letter, so much so that I dropped the envelope three times before I
eventually opened the seal and took out the letter inside.
“Why has the Queen sent a letter to you Santa?” cried one of the
elves! “Please read it out to
us!” pleaded another. So. without
delay I read it out aloud to my very attentive audience!
“Dear Santa,
In my message to the Commonwealth, which was televised on
Christmas Day, my husband and I included you and your elves in our New Year
Honours list. Santa, you are to
receive a Knighthood, and will henceforth be known as Sir Santa.
The elves will be awarded the OBE, that is THE ORDER OF THE BRITISH
ELVES! This is in recognition for
all the good work that you have done for so many years for the children of the
world!
ELIZABETH”
“Hooray, we are all going to London!” we sang as we
danced around the room! What an honour, this was so exciting! Suddenly, I realised that we had such little time, so I
ordered the elves to prepare the sleigh immediately as we had to be in London by
New Years Day, dressed in our top hat and tails.
This time, we would take no chances, we would take Rudolph with us as we
could not afford to loose our way and end up on the moon again!
Dressed in our finest, we set off for London on New Years
Eve, and as we flew over many countries, we could see lots of fireworks from the
many celebratons and parties! We
reached the skies over London just in time to hear Big Ben strike 12 midnight,
signalling the New Year! Hearing
the cries of “Happy New Year!” from the people down below in Trafalgar
Square, we waved to the revellers who were dancing in the fountain before
landing in the gardens at Buckingham Palace.
“Happy New Year sir” said the Queen’s Butler as he came
out to greet us. “The Queen is
expecting you”, he informed us as he took us to a beautiful room inside the
Palace. “If you need anything,
just ring the bell.”
After a good nights rest, we were summoned to the Palace at 3
o’clock in the afternoon to meet the Queen.
Looking very regal in her crown and robes, the Queen beckoned for me to
come forward. As I reached Her
Majesty I knealt before her, only to find one of her corgi dogs had entered the
room, and was sniffing the fur on my coat!
Soon I was surrounded by more dogs when, all of a sudden, one of the dogs
lifted it’s leg and…………..shook my hand, and thanked me for bringing
them their presents! After all that
excitement, the Queen lifted a sword, placed it on both of my shoulders and
exclaimed “ARISE SIR SANTA CLAUS” to
which the elves clapped and cheered before going up one by one to receive their
own medals.
After the ceremony, we were invited to a wonderful Garden
Party in the grounds of Buckingham Palace, where we had tea and cucumber
sandwiches with the Queen and Prince Philip before flying back to the North
Pole, tired but very happy!
To this day, I still prefer to be called just plain Santa,
but I must admit, at times, the title SIR does help to get a good seat in a
restaurant!
.Drawing Suggestion Santa kneeling with Korgis.
WRITTEN BY DEREK BUCKHAM/VAL BUCKHAM/PETE BARCLAY/JIM GREENLEAF.