many moons ago, flying in Canada, the company only had bell 47's, one of the pilots was tasked to take Santa to a shopping Mall where a gaggle of kids were waiting in anticipation to meet Santa.
Santa arrived at the base and was given instructions on how to leave the helicopter rotors turning as it had to leave for another task.
After many dry runs and words of advice because of his 6ft 4 inch stature,the 47 flapped towards the Mall. (I was not the pilot).
They landed in a large carpark close to where the children and mothers were waiting, now full of excitement seeing Santa duck out of his red and white flying machine.
He walked out to the edge of the disk, and with great gusto, threw his arm in the air and with a ho ho ho the blade took his hand off at the wrist and deposited it into the crowd of now screaming children and fainting mothers
