It was in 2004 that I realized I had been getting mixed messages about Christmas. Standing at a snow-covered bus stop in Tapiola I saw an old grey Toyota Corolla pull up at the lights across the road. Because there was very little else happening at 4 pm on a Christmas Eve, I glanced over to see who was driving. It was Santa! I couldn’t believe my eyes. But where was Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer?