I was afraid I would cry at my youngest grandson’s nativity, just as I always did at my own children’s Christmas concerts but no, it was just so funny that his mum and I could barely control our laughter. They had included every reception child so there were 5 Josephs and 4 Marys (one was off sick) but just one baby doll, 4 innkeepers though the only one with a speaking rôle was my grandson, two sets of wise men, numerous sheep and cattle and angels in fairy dresses. As always there was the child who stood up then couldn’t say a word and the one who couldn’t lift her head for nerves, the gabblers and the shouters and our little chap who added a little jiggle and then swallowed the second half of his sentence. It was wonderful and hilarious and I didn’t see any obvious tears.
Probably it helped that all the songs were sung to familiar nursery rhyme tunes. Traditional Carols always set me off.
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