Sleigh bells....AKA 'We might get there by Christmas!'

Banjo Loosestring was an Elf.

And is indeed - still - an Elf.

Banjo was a very sleepy elf, it must be said...

He had slept through the Christmas Eve alarm call....Even though it had rung out all over the village for two hours!

WHAAAH! Banjo was late for work again! He sprang out of his elfen bed, with a whoosh of flax and eiderdown.

He scrabbled around under his bed, trying to find his pixie boots as fast as possible.

Ah, got them!

'Oh no! Where's my pants?' the thought went around his head like one of the toy train sets he should be packing right about now.

Not under the bed, I've just been there.

Maybe in the closet...He scampered to the pine doors (a nice double wardrobe from Icekea - only 89.99 on special offer!) and peered inside.

Banjo clapped his hands twice and the glow-fairy inside buzzed awake, as her gossamer wings fluttered, the closet was filled by a warm purple glow.

"Thanks Stinker-Bell" he said to the smiling fairy.

"Welcome" she replied grinning as ever at Banjo's play on words.

"Have you seen my trousers anywhere?" he asked, as he rummaged through the contents of the wardrobe.

The fairy, more properly named Ms. Luminatis Nightlight (Loomy to her fey folk) just laughed. "Oh Banjo, did you sleep in again?"

"I was only resting my eyes, I didn't mean to fall back to sleep"

"Oh no Banjo, but you'll be in big trouble if you're late for the main Christmas delivery run. You know how busy Father Christmas is. He depends on you and the other elves to load the sleigh and get the reindeers ready!" Loomy reminded him.