When I was little Waltons was a shop in Exeter that had the most wonderful Christmas displays. You walked through an area of display windows that seemed really big at the time. Each window was more magical then the one before, and waiting at the end was Father Christmas, in his red coat and with a real white beard. In those less commercial days it was one of the very best things about Christmas.
There are still displays like Waltons, often found in garden centres, and Keydells has multiplied the magic many times over. Look at all these Santas!
And their visitors,
Lucid Gypsy 
Even this old Scrooge-woman is delighted by your post. And oh what a difference kids make to attitudes to all the glitz. I love the one of you all – thanks for making it available.
What gorgeous elfies you are! š š And I do so love that sympathetic looking snowman. Going to see Fenwick’s windows in Newcastle tomorrow. Paddington is not quite Christmas but adorable.
love this post )
It’s beginning to feel like Christmas š
If there are enough to go around maybe heāll visit me this year? š
Lovely elfies! It’s the little ‘uns that make Christmas special.
Takes me back!
Christmas can be magically commercial, a rather odd dichotomy…don’t you think! I love your photos here.
Oh what fun scenes! I love Santa in front of the TV — and the one where you’re looking over the backs of the reindeer — and the woodland scenes. Those white owls are gorgeous. And that last one with your family is really precious. It’s definitely one you’ll want to keep forever.