#Spotted on a Christmas waddle in a small city in Aotearoa #newzealand

At a sunny park: A tiny human (2?) in a Christmas onesie is chasing a labrador, who's chasing a ball thrown by Dad. Tiny human has had ALL the sugar and her happy chortles fill the air as she engages full-speed-toddle.

A woman (50s) in a hot pink dress, a tinsel belt and pink reindeer horns is walking along a shady street. She's laughing and waving at the occupants of a car who've rolled down the window to wish her Merry Christmas.

A large, delightfully raucous family are in a park next to a river. They're all wearing Christmas tree hats that are becoming more dishevelled by the minute as they engage in a heated game of frisbee. This is a full-contact sport with no referee and Mum is gonna to win or someone's gonna die.

A fabulous individual (30s?) is strutting along, carrying gifts. They're wearing a Golden Girls Christmas jumper. They have impeccably styled John Stamos hair (circa 1989). They're wearing bright red cowboy boots. Christmas. Is. Fashion.

A man (60s?) is playing golf on an empty course next to a walking track. His wheeled caddy decides to go on its own Christmas adventure down a hill. He runs after it, but caddy has had a taste of freedom and a nearby rushing river looks like the place to be.

Any typos spotted in this post are a breed of Christmas Groaner. If spotted, please lure them away from any sentences with left-over pudding and a generous dollop of brandy-sloshed custard.