Not leaving it to chance

I wonder whether these are supposed to be attached to the chimney.
The days when Santa used to stop at our house are long gone, although there were a few return visits when the grandchildren were staying. As they grew up our two expected a Christmas stocking well into adulthood even though they weren't expecting a visit from Father Christmas.
I made my annual visit to the big farm shop near Esher this morning. It has had an extension and rearrangement, including a huge restaurant. It didn't seem nearly as good as previously, and was a washout as far as Christmas shopping was concerned. Oh dear, still lots to do!