Not long ago, and far, far away, Santa was getting ready for his annual trip … but there were problems everywhere.
Four of his elves were sick, and the trainee elves did not produce the toys as fast as the regular ones, so Santa was beginning to feel the pressure of being behind schedule.
Then Mrs Claus told Santa that her mother was coming to visit, which stressed Santa even more. When he went to harness the reindeer to get ready for his journey, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two had jumped the fence and ran off to heaven knows where. More stress.
Then when he began to load the sleigh, one of the boards cracked and the bag of toys fell to the ground and scattered all over. Frustrated, Santa went back into the house for a cup of coffee and a shot of whiskey.
When he went to the cupboard, he found the elves had hidden the liquor and there was nothing to drink. In his frustration, he dropped the coffee pot and it broke into hundreds of little pieces all over the kitchen floor.
He went to get the broom and found that mice had eaten the straw bristles.
Just then the doorbell rang and Santa swore on his way to the door. He opened the door and there was a little angel with a great big Christmas tree.
The angel said: “Where would you like to put this tree Santa?”
And that my friends, is how the little angel came to be on top of the Christmas tree.