Today we continue the Father Christmas theme. And can I use this opportunity to say Father Christmas is what we call him in the UK (or at least we did in my childhood before we became Santa-rised.)Cor, I really wish I got a Father Christmas like THIS in my stocking. I'd need a massive stocking because these boys are LIFE-sized and ... well ... are they chocolate? Sadly I couldn't get close enough to lick them but I'm tempted to go back to Siam Paragon and break down the rope barrier: all in the name of research. They are sponsored by the Grand Hyatt Hotel, so they really could be.
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A life-size *chocolate* Father Christmas! Yes, please!
That's one way of getting me to eat Father Christmas.
Do you think we could hide in the toilets till they have shut up shop and then sneak out and eat them?
No!!
Oh :-(
C x
You should totally storm that barrier, think what a great blog post it would make :)
Michelle, oh yes: a chocolate man - perfect.
Leatherdykeuk, yes, me too.
Carol, I think it might be worth a try.
M&T, yes and the front page of the Bangkok Post!
So good. They really know how to make 'em over there. Don't you want to just lean over and snap a bit of his beard off. Or a finger?:-)
Wow! Chocolate bliss!
They really are tempting fate having it on display at all!!
Wow, so impressive!
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