Aw. 🫂

Put the tulip bulbs in now and they will probably rot ...!

And by the way, my son was a splendid Gold King many many years later.

Still trying to make sense of the second bit.

First time, an ox. Had a mask, but the elastic holding it on snapped as the play started, so I held it in place with my hand, thus making me a three-legged ox.

Then, the narrator. In a duffel coat and woolly hat "because that's what narrators wear".

Oh we are very cheesy chez Dymvue.

Chick peas and cheese ... haven't tried that one. Nice?

Joseph and Mary in “Whoops-a-Daisy Angel” looked like they needed couples counselling.

I don't recall ever being in a school nativity.
But, my youngest son was a sprout in his🤣. I made the costume out of green felt.
Redeemed by middle son who was Joseph in his nativity!!

These things still rankle don't they. I was promised the part of Bottom in a Midsummer's Night Dream and then the teacher gave it to someone else ..

Angel. Our teacher had made beautiful cardboard angel wings, with delicately painted, pastel coloured feathers. I wanted the blue wings. I got the yellow ones. Still not over it!

Watch this space. We may soon have a #notmykitten as apparently he doesn't like the dogs in her house any more than Mr Ginger did.

Carol - The Angel Gabriel ... I may have misquoted slightly.