Here's where Santa and his helpers would sit for photos with troops in a few minutes time. We'd been to chapel services, and listened to the various choirs and musical performances in the open-air portion of the Embassy until well into the night.
. . . And I with my Green Bean Expresso Chai Latte, and Phippsy in his Army Cap, were about to settle down for a long winter's nap. . .
Eh. That's not it either. I was aiming for Land's End, or J Crewe Christmas around the fireplace faux-homey-ness.