Lights, camera, action!

Our first (of two) presentations of our Nativity play for the parents this morning. Everyone performed beautifully and 'Joseph' did not sit there sucking his big toe today, there was not a dry eye in the house (Well, slight exaggeration but you know what I mean). The only problem was that one of the shepherds insisted on battering his sheep into total insensibility. A small price to pay.

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

Sounds as if there was something for everyone !

Yorkshire Pudding said...

TESTING as my other comments have failed to register.

Yorkshire Pudding said...

Oh good I can comment on your post now...
Thank heavens your shepherd only battered the dumb sheep into insensibility because if he had done what most Welsh shepherds do to their sheep then your nativity play would have been X-rated. "Come over ere Sheila isn't it? Daddy's only putting your back legs in me wellies to keep em warm... Ooo! Owen Glendower! Caerphilly Cheese! Max Boyce! Glynis Kinnock! Now stop bloody baaing will you!!"

Jennytc said...

You know, SP, reports of what Welsh shepherds do to their sheep have been vastly overrated! And, as I keep reminding you, I work in England!!! ;)

Michelle said...

Awwwww, Christmas is all about the kids :o)

Jennytc said...

You're right, Michelle. It's never quite the same when the children grow up.

Yorkshire Pudding said...

SP = Sorkshire Pudding? Where's Sorkshire? In North Wales?

Jennytc said...

Oh dear, sorry, YP - confusing you with Shooting Parrots. It's been a long week, you know. I'm ready for the end of term!

Yorkshire Pudding said...

End of term? Having a baby at your age? This is admirable. If it's a boy you have my permission to cal him Pudding!

Jennytc said...

What a wonderful name to call a baby. I might have one just to be able to use the name!

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