Walking briskly down the main street of Mount Gambier for a completely random reason.
Glance in window of local party supplies shop ‘It’s A Celebration’.
See mannequin dressed in ‘elf’ costume.
Mention to my daughter ‘If I bought you that elf costume, would you wear it to our carols tonight?’
She replies ‘If you bought me that costume I most certainly would wear it to our carols tonight.’
We go into the store and enquire ‘Is that elf costume a sale item, or a display item?’
The shopkeeper replies ‘It is a sale item, I have one remaining packed one over here.’
Suit is marked down from exorbitant to merely expensive.
Ask my daughter ‘You will get more than one wearing from this costume, won’t you?’
Receive reassuring response ‘Of course.’
Shopkeeper expresses some encouraging words about it being the time for impulse purchases and that the costume is a quality item, not at all like one from a cheap shop, which I take as being a sign of relief at selling their last elf costume mid-way through Christmas eve.
We go home and share the triumph with everyone.
Anyway, that’s the elf suit story.
My wife has another story about being married to the only Presbyterian minister in Australia who’d buy an elf suit for their daughter to wear at the church’s carols night.
Perhaps it’s best not to ask her to tell that story though.
Just yet.
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