Babbo Natale* is not seated in an eccentric grotto. He’s not surrounded by glorious, svelte elves handing out candy. He’s not fat or loveably pudgy. He doesn’t even bellow ‘ho ho ho’.
There is really nothing quite like a European Christmas. The spirit and festivity is utterly alive, underpinned by a strong religious backbone which makes the occasion ever the more charming and spiritual.