Christmas 2010

Christmas 2010 actually started in the shower but there is no photo of that. 

Then off to church.

As I sat in Church observing Verity's 1yo, I mused that we know about the baby Jesus away in a manger a sleep on the hay.  But we do not hear about the 1yo Jesus climbing into the sanctuary and wrestling with the microphone or helping to play the organ.  There is no mention of Mary standing when the rest of the congregation are sitting to check on the location of the saviour of the universe.  Nor is there mention of Mary retrieving Jesusu's ball only to have it immediatly cast asunder so that it can be retrieved again.  Do I hear "do unto others..."  :)

 Nick did a childrens talk about a secret agent.  I forgot the secret though.  It was in an envelope stuck to the lectern at the top right of the photo.

Una pulled together a choir that sang.  Our two German ring in's were press ganged to perform again.  2&3 from the right.

You can see the "Milk Bottle Cross" in the background.

Secret agent Nick took this photo.

Here is Heather our Minister and like the rest of us, face turned to the holy god of the video screen as the floor monitor no longer works and Hymn books are err um.  We don't need those we have ... teknorelorgy.

Some NCYC delegates.
Nick      (Official person)
Jemma   (chief assistant to the assistant chief)
Megan  (Chief organiser)
Marcus  (Directors assistant)
James   (Delegate)

I think we said a prayer for them.

Be ware those without a job !

Please forgive the poor quality of these photos.   I-phone.












At the end of the Service we did not have morning tea.  One may think that this is a casualty of the urgent desire by those under 12 to get home to finally tackle the presents but it seems that the Alcoholics Anonomous group are having a final pep talk before being cast into the depths of family christmas parties where they will be encouraged by &^%%^ to consume enough to enable them to embarass themselves and allow the self righteous to get that warm fussy feeling of "I told you so".

Anyway, back home to tackle the Christmas tree and shake out those presents.  Being faithfully guarded by the cat.

 Then with saliva dripping we all sat in the circle awaiting our due and wondering if the person next to us would get something better, bigger, heavier, more expensive than us.