He looked at himself in the mirror. It was no good. He couldn’t put it off any longer. The duty called. Still he had the very best in transport and food and drinks supplies were generous. The only problem with that was answering the call of nature but that was his problem and he’d deal with it. The way he always did. He looked at the clock. Yes, time to be off. Rudolph and the others would be waiting.
If Santa prided himself on anything, it was his punctuality.