The Santa Visit

I am writing this post late today as we have only just arrived home after our little festive jaunt over the hill here to Ashton Under Lyne to see Santa. A visit to Santa is probably not high on the list (if at all) for a lot of my readers but I have no problem joining in with the excitement of the grandchildren waiting in the queue in anticipation of handing over a Christmas list and receiving a small gift.
For the two seven year olds this was magical. Master Freddie had a very l o n g list to hand to Santa with every item beginning with Paw Patrol and then when that was exhausted Number Blocks. He had also written one for his little brother, baby Chocolate…though I suspect this was more another list of toys that he wanted rather than his brother. In fact, I doubt his little brother got a say in what he wanted!
I hadn’t realised what a long history Father Christmas has had and the changes he has undergone since his first appearance around the 17th century. It is from America that we have the Santa Claus we acknowledge more today as the one who comes in the night and brings gifts for children.
It is not the first time either throughout history that there has been a move by some group or other to abolish Christmas or replace its traditional customs with something less religious. For 15 years from around 1644 the celebration of Christmas in England was forbidden.
Might it be again? I see in the news that some schools are renaming their, now traditional, Christmas jumper days as ‘Winter jumper’ days and Tesco’s Christmas trees are being sold as ‘Evergreen trees’ all this lest they offend anyone. It seems history just keeps on repeating itself in different forms.
I have no problem with having a Christmas jumper, Christmas tree, Christmas cracker or Christmas cake and I love to hear proper Carols being sung in the shops rather than the American non-religious songs.
So for our visit to Father Christmas we chose to go to Portland Basin in Ashton Under Lyne, an old mill building that sits alongside the Peak Forest Canal (as seen on the Canal Boat Diaries with Robbie) houses a museum and cafe.

This will be the second year as we all loved it so much last year. It is quite low key compared with many and a lot of Christmas nostalgia. The museum has an indoor mock-up of an old street complete with chip shop and chapel. Santa waits patiently in the tiny living room of a replica of a terraced house decorated to resemble the war years.

It is reminiscent of my grandma’s house, complete with outside toilet and for all it is shabby, compared with today’s style of décor, it has a nostalgic warmth and cosiness. We could all squeeze in for a lovely little chat with Santa and a photo all together at the end.
The museum is full of nostalgia, many of the items I can recall from childhood like the signs for the Christmas club and good old-fashioned paper chains.

One or two board games like Snakes and Ladders are making a comeback, and of course, Monopoly comes in so many different variations now. My family always had a game on Christmas Day night as there was no TV back then. Uncle Peter generally won, but maybe not fair and square!

Remember these patterns for baraclavas – my mum had this one I’m sure.

Not only was it our Santa visit but it was a day of crafting and of course the adults in our little party, me included, could not help joining in.
Before we went to the museum we started our day at the Saturday craft workshop at the Vale in Mossley.

This week they were making gingerbread wreaths using gingerbread coloured card and white felt tip pens, with a lot of glue and imagination.


After our picnic we had chance to make some elf hats and hunt for the elf stockings around the museum.

And best of all (apart from the cost of booking to see Santa) it was all free; though we did leave a donation at each place. So well done to Tameside MBC for a fun filled festive day, and I, for one, will be putting my feet up now and watching TV.
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