Being an elf at Hamleys is harder than it looks – I tried it out for a day I had the pleasure of spending the day as an elf at Hamleys – and it was much harder than I thought.
I didn’t have much time to admire the world’s oldest toy store though, as the leader of Hamleys’ legion of elves quickly whisked me away to get ready.
When my editor asked me if I fancied swapping out my suit and tie for the vibrant green and red outfit of an elf, I didn’t think twice.
It was at this point, much to my shock, that I had the news sprung on me that I was going to be an integral part of the elf team’s opening ceremony outside the shop-front.
I’ve been a kitchen porter, a shelve stacker and now a journalist, but my three hours spent dancing around Hamleys seven floors on Regent Street were more tiring than any of my ‘proper’ jobs.
