On reading this post, I would never have thought of being careful with my mobile that way. But hey, I often actually get surprised that nobody has nicked my wallet yet. I always forget to close my handbag, so I just lies there ready to be taken. Maybe I’ve got some good karma coming my way since I’ve been so lucky so far.

After reading this I must say I agree. We just got a Christmas card from our bank. And from a credit card company. And I expect a few more to be in the post from various companies like our internet service provider, Movistar - our mobile phone provider etc. etc.

I would rather they spend the money on something worthwhile rather than receiving a card. We all know our bank doesn’t really care anyway, they just want our money.

Today Santa Claus came to the nursery. All the parents had been asked in advance to bring a small present to their child so Santa could hand them out.

It was fun and absolute chaos!

The main room for all the kids is rather small, so everywhere were kids and parents stood up and sat down on little children’s chairs. One mother even fell off the kiddie chair as they were so small. Since El Rubio has only just started going recently it was nice to see some of the other parents, but I didn’t get much of a chance to introduce myself with the noise and kids everywhere.

Besides El Rubio there are 2 other kids with foreign parents. One whose parents are English and one whose mum is English and father Spanish. Not all the parents could come (it took place at 12 o’clock so a lot would have been working) so I ended up with other kids in my arms now and then as there was tears and tantrums.

Then Santa Claus arrived (behind the beard was one of the women who works in the nursery). And even though the kids had been prepared for the moment the whole week, the fact that a guy with a big beard would come, most of them were terrified.

Almost all of them started crying when they went to sit on his lap to get their present. El Rubio was a little bit too small to really get the whole thing, so he didn’t cry he just didn’t want to sit there on this strange persons lap.

After we left I felt my whole head was ringing as the noise levels were so loud! No wonder he is a bit knackered coming home from nursery some days.