Well, gentle Tabster, your package is on the way. Neither Santa nor Santa's spouse have been well and Santa is still not in the best shape, but at least Santa could finally hobble to the reindeer stables, intending to deliver your pressie personally. However, he found that the elves had organized the reindeer, who had formed a Collective with Rudolph in charge...Rudolf the Red, as he's now known.

So Santa hobbled down to the North Pole Post Office and entrusted your package to the lovely and tender care of the postal service.

A note on the contents: Santa hand selected EVERYTHING, including the book on rats which is much like Santa's childhood. The other things are about where Santa lives now; the coffee and spice you may enjoy. Santa also filled up the box with music written and played especially for you, only a cardboard box isn't the best container for music (as Santa found out). Take the words for the wish. Santa is trying to bring a little touch of the beauty of the North Pole and its environs to Wales.

And Santa apologizes for the delay, but it really was unavoidable. E.g., Santa goes in for medical imaging on Wednesday. Think good thoughts for Santa.