Oof! This is going back a bit.
As I do not have any children of my own, inevitably this story is going to be about me. With the usual supporting cast of shepherds, the class weirdo, a bellboy and a BBC umbrella. Not the usual cast, I grant you, but they are important to the story.

As I cast my memory back 21 back to when I was 5 years old and in Catholic School (and as a protestant boy was I made aware of the fact) I was given the part of bellboy. I seem to remember being the one who led Mary and Joseph to the stable. I had a brilliant costume made by my gran who still to this day is a whizz on the sewing machine. Anyways- I was also provided with a small cymbal on a piece of string by the class weirdo. It seems she took the idea of a bellboy a little too literally. Bless!

And so to the next part of the story. Nineteen years ago this time. I had been given the part of the official who was to stop a performance. Which if memory serves featured a 7 year old in a leotard singing "Hey Big Spender". Which says something of the sense of humour of my teacher at the time. I was to go on stage calling a halt to proceedings. And the prop provided by dear old Dad? The previously mentioned BBC golf umbrella. I looked a right twonk.
( jim_bob can herd cats., Thu 26 Mar 2009, 18:18, Reply)