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-# O Come All Ye Faithful #

-When I hear children

-carol singing...

-..a wave of nostalgia

-sweeps over me.

-Christmas takes me back to my

-childhood, when life was simpler...

-..and we all knew that Father

-Christmas came down the chimney...

-..ate mince pies and drank sherry.

-Yes, Christmas is full

-of sweet memories...

-..even for a fool

-like Dan the Blackguard.

-Well, it was true of all the

-Liquorice Allsorts, to be honest.

-Now Daniel, come on.

-Now Daniel, come on.

-

-But there's a fortnight to go!

-Dan, don't be a Scrooge.

-The season of goodwill, Daniel.

-The season of goodwill, Daniel.

-

-Alright.

-Crikey, you've given two bob!

-Crikey, you've given two bob!

-

-No need to be a Scrooge.

-Well done. Who's the treasurer?

-Jonathan.

-Here you are, Jonathan.

-Here you are, Jonathan.

-

-Thank you, Major. Merry Christmas.

-How much have we got?

-How much have we got?

-

-Let's count it first.

-Look, two shillings!

-That's where you're wrong.

-It's two pesetas.

-That was generous of you, Dan.

-That was generous of you, Dan.

-

-I've always been the same.

-It's better to give than to receive.

-Is Annie in the pageant?

-Is Annie in the pageant?

-

-Yes - Herod's wife.

-Who's Herod?

-The bloke who killed the babies!

-The bloke who killed the babies!

-

-Yes, but who's playing the part?

-Sorry. Twm, I think.

-What's Percy, then? The donkey?

-No, the innkeeper, whatever that is.

-The lodgings bloke, mun.

-They could have found us three

-a part in the pageant.

-You and your pageant!

-Christmas is Santa Claus.

-# Who comes creeping through

-the night, as quiet as a mouse

-# His beard so long, his hair so

-white, he's just outside our house.

-According to tradition, one of

-the wise men should be black.

-However, no such person

-resides here in Pontafon.

-What about the new Indian take-away?

-Pardon, Mrs Doyle?

-Pardon, Mrs Doyle?

-

-Nothing, Mr Joseph.

-Well, an Indian take-away

-has opened in Chemical Row.

-The Star of India.

-The Star of India.

-

-Star of India - Star of Bethlehem.

-Who owns the Star of India?

-I don't know. They say he's a Sikh.

-Seek, and ye shall find, Mr Joseph.

-Very good, Mr Thomas.

-He's not a real Sikh, mind.

-We'll see. >

-Let's proceed. I'll read

-the wise men's lines for now.

-We have followed the bright star

-Bringing the child gifts from afar.

-Bringing the child gifts from afar.

-Sorry.

-The signs are a mystery to me.

-I'll consult the astrologers

-for clarity.

-Thank you, your Royal Highness.

-Prithee, husband,

-should we not prepare dinner?

-Comestibles, Mrs Doyle.

-Comestibles.

-Sorry, Mr Joseph. I'll try it again

-I think we should take

-a short break...

-..before moving on

-to the next scene.

-Thank God. I'm sweating like a pig.

-Isn't cuddling nice? >

-I don't know.

-I've never done it before. >

-I can believe that.

-We'd better get rid of this. >

-That's better. PC Evans never wore

-his helmet behind the counter.

-What's that singing?

-Carol singers telling us to come to

-Bethlehem, but we'll we stay here.

-Merry Christmas to you both!

-You say something first.

-Like what?

-Like what?

-

-Something about the weather.

-They're hopeless.

-Have you heard the weather forecast?

-Have you heard the weather forecast?

-

-No, no, that's an anachronism.

-This is the first century.

-There was no radio or TV.

-Try again.

-Can I smoke in here?

-Not here!

-It's going to rain tomorrow -

-a deep depression over Iceland.

-Stop!

-I think I'd better script

-the shepherds' dialogue.

-Ad libbing is a dangerous thing. >

-Mr Joseph!

-Mr Joseph!

-

-Yes, Miss Davies?

-Can I go home now?

-I have to make supper for our Dan.

-That's quite alright. It's time

-we all thought of sustenance.

-The next rehearsal will be

-at 7 o'clock on Friday evening.

-We should have a party. >

-What sort of party?

-What sort of party?

-

-A Christmas party.

-Dan could be Santa Claus.

-Is there something wrong with you?

-You're like kids.

-Santa Claus, be damned!

-What's wrong with Santa Claus?

-Nothing. We're trying to get Dan

-to dress up as Santa.

-Excellent, Daniel! Did you see

-the advert in last night's Post?

-Skewen Co-op want a Santa Claus

-Christmas week.

-I'll get the paper for you.

-I've always wanted to be

-a Father Christmas in a shop.

-Grow up, for pity's sake.

-Giving the children pleasure.

-Giving the children pleasure.

-

-< Quite right, Sam.

-Kids today

-don't believe in anything.

-Here you are.

-What does it say?

-What does it say?

-

-"Wanted. Three able men who'd like

-to spread some Christmas cheer...

-"..and bring relief to the needy.

-"If you could look like Santa...

-"..contact the manager, Co-op

-Stores, High Street, Skewen."

-Fear not, gentle shepherd folk...

-..guarding your flocks

-on the slopes.

-I am an angel from above

-Bringing tidings of joy and love

-Hark! the choir is singing gaily...

-What are you doing?

-Practising.

-Practising.

-

-Practising what?

-The pageant. The angel's message.

-Tell the angel to make supper.

-Santa Claus is starving.

-What do you mean, Santa Claus?

-# Who comes creeping through

-the night, as quiet as a mouse?

-# His beard so long, his hair so

-white, he's just outside our house.

-Yes, very good. >

-Thank you very much.

-I'll get over as soon as I can.

-That's settled.

-Who were you phoning?

-Who were you phoning?

-

-The manager of Skewen Co-op.

-Why did you phone him?

-Why did you phone him?

-

-You don't need to know everything.

-I suppose not.

-I know, you've ordered

-a present for me in the Co-op.

-Mind your own business.

-Mind your own business.

-

-What is it? A scarf?

-Drop it, Brenda. I had enough

-of that with your mother.

-You never bought Mam a present.

-Still, you were enough of a present

-- a booby prize!

-Mind your tongue, or you

-shan't come to the party.

-What party?

-What party?

-

-Primrose Row's party, at Neli's.

-I haven't heard of any party.

-I haven't heard of any party.

-

-No. Well you don't know everything.

-Joseph, Joseph! I am so weary.

-I must rest my aching body.

-Bring me a drink of water,

-Husband, from the well yonder.

-Hey, got any mistletoe, Neli?

-We don't need that here.

-Why not? You can catch Twm Twice

-under it and have a big, wet kiss!

-Annie, for shame.

-Annie, for shame.

-

-I'd rather be kissed by PC Roberts.

-The new policeman?

-The new policeman?

-

-He's very cute.

-The new policeman?

-

-He's very cute.

-

-Cuter than Twm Twice.

-You're Twm's wife in the pageant.

-Yes, he's Herod and I'm Mrs Herod.

-And I'm the angel.

-And I'm the angel.

-

-God help. Who's Mary?

-Need you ask?

-Need you ask?

-

-Brenda Clwddgi.

-Need you ask?

-

-Brenda Clwddgi.

-

-Goody Two Shoes.

-Good morning, ladies.

-Oh, your trimmings are lovely.

-Dear dear. What a poof of a copper!

-A cup of tea, PC Roberts?

-A cup of tea, PC Roberts?

-

-No, I'm selling raffle tickets

-for the Police Benevolent Fund...

-..and there are lovely prizes.

-But you'd better buy now - the Chief

-Inspector's doing the draw tomorrow.

-What's the first prize?

-What's the first prize?

-

-A big turkey. It's like an elephant.

-How much are the tickets?

-How much are the tickets?

-

-Sixpence.

-Deborah and I will have one each.

-You pay, Deborah.

-Right, but I want it back by Sunday

-for the missionary collection.

-Name and address on the back, mind.

-I'll keep the ticket

-till you give me the sixpence.

-Yes, alright.

-Where are the rapscallions?

-Where are the rapscallions?

-

-Wil said they were going to Skewen.

-I think they're sulking.

-Why?

-Why?

-

-They haven't a part in the pageant.

-There must be a part for Daniel.

-Oh, heavens, as what?

-The donkey?

-The donkey?

-

-Well done, Major!

-Why have they gone to Skewen?

-Goodness knows, but I'll say this.

-You needn't worry about them.

-We've enough on our own plates.

-Herod and the Innkeeper are

-central figures in world history.

-Are they?

-Are they?

-

-Yes! We're on the axis of history.

-I don't think I'm with you now, Twm.

-Never mind.

-Let us go to Bethlehem, Percy.

-Nobody has ever said,

-"Let us go to Skewen".

-Tell me, is it customary to have

-three Father Christmases...

-..in the same store?

-Dear me, no. Why do you ask?

-You advertised for three men.

-Of course.

-When I spoke to you on the phone,

-you asked for our measurements.

-Yes. We might need to alter

-the costumes.

-I understand that.

-But why did you ask for three?

-Now, let me explain.

-Has your Dan mentioned a party

-in Neli North's house?

-No, what party?

-No, what party?

-

-Primrose Row's party, Dad said.

-Funny, our Dan hasn't mentioned it.

-Maybe it's a surprise.

-Maybe it's a surprise.

-

-Maybe. Have you learned your part?

-Yes, but I'm worried about

-the costume. I'm no good at sewing.

-What about me, having to make wings?

-Like a dove!

-Like a dove!

-

-Honestly! I'm not sure I want to fly

-I could hang myself.

-I could hang myself.

-

-No more glad tidings of great joy.

-You said it.

-You said it.

-

-Dad will be back from Skewen soon.

-Funny. Dan has gone to Skewen too,

-to buy something from the Co-op.

-What can they be up to?

-Annie, is your Sam in?

-No, he's gone to Skewen.

-Not a word to anybody about this.

-Not a word to anybody about this.

-

-Mum's the word.

-Do we start on Saturday?

-Do we start on Saturday?

-

-Yes, half past nine.

-We'll have to catch the 8.15 bus.

-What shall I tell Annie?

-Anything, but don't say

-we're going to the Co-op in Skewen.

-I know! We'll say we've got a job

-plucking turkeys.

-Where?

-Where?

-

-The poultry farm in Penllergaer.

-I don't fancy that.

-Feathers make me sneeze.

-We won't really be working there.

-We'll be in Skewen, stupid.

-I didn't know there was

-a poultry farm in Skewen.

-Fear not, gentle shepherd folk...

-..guarding your flocks

-on the slopes.

-I am an angel from above...

-..bringing tidings of joy and love.

-Sorry, I'll try it again.

-Sorry.

-The angel wasn't the only one

-struggling to remember her lines.

-All the houses of Primrose Row were

-bursting with dramatic expression.

-The pageant words troubled many

-a night's sleep - and many a dream.

-.

-I think it's an excellent idea.

-Friends round the table...

-..good company, good discourse,

-as Izaak Walton said.

-When shall we have the party, Wil?

-Christmas Day is on a Monday.

-Yes, a week next Monday.

-And your play...

-Pageant, please, not play.

-Call a spade a spade.

-Your pageant is on Sunday night.

-Christmas Eve.

-What time do you kick off?

-What time do you kick off?

-

-Curtain up, you mean.

-Seven o'clock.

-Seven o'clock.

-

-We'll have the party

-at dinner time on Sunday.

-Why can't we have it on Saturday?

-Why can't we have it on Saturday?

-

-Because we'll be plucking turkeys.

-And we're working late.

-And we're working late.

-

-What turkeys are you on about?

-We can start at twelve

-and finish at three.

-Plenty of time for the pageant cast

-to have a nap before "curtain up".

-Percy and I will have a nap,

-as we're thespians.

-Eh? What did you say?

-Thespians. Actors.

-My auntie was one of them.

-An actress?

-An actress?

-

-No, that word Twm said.

-Never mind. Are we all agreed?

-Yes!

-What was that word, Twm?

-You know, you and Percy.

-Thespians.

-That's it - that's what she was.

-One of them.

-I do like mince pies, I must say.

-They'd be nicer if they were warm.

-Still, there's only one thing

-that's hot in this cafe.

-What?

-What?

-

-What?

-Not what - who!

-Don't say things like that, Annie.

-And I don't like hearing you swear.

-Listen, I know you're an angel

-in the Christmas pageant...

-..but don't pretend

-you're an angel here, right?

-I never said I was. And I'd rather

-not be an angel in the pageant.

-I can't sleep at night for worrying.

-About what?

-That I'll forget my lines and

-let the Reverend Simon Joseph down.

-What's the matter with you?

-It's only a bit of fun.

-No, it's not fun.

-What isn't fun?

-What isn't fun?

-

-The pageant.

-That do on Christmas Eve.

-That do on Christmas Eve.

-

-Are you coming to see it, Neli?

-No, I'll be busy with the party.

-What party?

-What party?

-

-Primrose Row's party - your party.

-Brenda said something about a party.

-Wil Clwddgi asked me to organise it

-this morning, with you and Brenda.

-Well, damn it all!

-Annie, don't swear!

-Good morning!

-What's up?

-What's up?

-

-I want a word with Miss D Davies.

-What's happened?

-What's happened?

-

-She's won first prize in

-the Police Benevolent Fund raffle.

-What's the prize?

-What's the prize?

-

-A turkey. It's being delivered at

-the station early tomorrow morning.

-Maybe someone could collect it

-before we close at nine.

-Right. I'll tell her.

-Right. I'll tell her.

-

-Ta-ra.

-I'll make three dozen mince pies.

-Make sure they're warm.

-Make sure they're warm.

-

-You could make the pudding, Annie.

-Make sure they're warm.

-

-You could make the pudding, Annie.

-

-Why bother making puddings?

-We'll buy it in

-British Home Stores. Much easier.

-But it's not as nice as home-made.

-I'll make the pudding.

-Dan will help me.

-Don't let him stir it,

-or it'll be full of dandruff.

-Plucking turkeys?

-Where?

-Where?

-

-Penllergaer, at the poultry farm.

-Have you plucked birds before?

-Have you plucked birds before?

-

-Anyone can pluck a bird.

-You don't need a matric.

-It's not as easy as it looks.

-It's not as easy as it looks.

-

-We'll manage.

-I don't know why you want to do it.

-Put the kettle on.

-I want a cup of tea.

-Do the fairy lights,

-then I'll make you tea.

-You're just like your mother.

-I'll do it myself.

-Make me one, too.

-The inn is overflowing

-with pilgrims.

-Every floorboard is creaking,

-every bed full to bursting.

-Indeed, my bed tonight will be

-The cold, hard floor of the pantry.

-I think that's what Mr Joseph wants.

-No, what about Charles Laughton?

-The inn is overflowing

-with pilgrims.

-There's no peace in this house!

-Twm, it's you. Come in.

-No, I won't come in.

-What's wrong with your voice?

-What's wrong with your voice?

-

-I've lost it. Laryngitis, I think.

-Have you any Vick?

-Have you any Vick?

-

-Yes...

-..but don't hang around in the

-cold. Come in, I've plenty of Vick.

-PC Roberts said the turkey

-was as big as an elephant.

-We'll see, tomorrow.

-It'll be too much for us two.

-It'll only go to waste.

-I don't see why

-we should give it away...

-..just because we're having a party.

-Dan, I only paid sixpence.

-And Annie's ticket.

-And Annie's ticket.

-

-I'll get that back.

-You won't squeeze a farthing

-out of her.

-Will you fetch it tomorrow night?

-Why me? You won it.

-I've got a practice in Gosen.

-Alright.

-I always end up

-with the dirty work.

-Hey!

-Put that big lump in the middle.

-It looks untidy there.

-Is that alright?

-It'll do, I suppose.

-Where's Dan?

-Where's Dan?

-

-Gone to get the turkey.

-He'll have a job to carry it.

-Annie says it's like an elephant.

-Maybe he's taken a wheelbarrow

-with him.

-So, Twm is poorly.

-Yes, laryngitis.

-But he's gone to the practice.

-It's madness.

-Grown men acting like kids.

-We'll be acting like kids tomorrow.

-I hope nobody recognises us.

-Nobody will know us in Skewen.

-Alright, boys?

-Aren't you coming in?

-Aren't you coming in?

-

-I've got a turkey.

-Bring it in and put it on the table.

-Good heavens!

-It's alive, Dan!

-Help me, boys.

-I know you don't understand, love.

-But between you and the the pageant,

-this is a hell of a Christmas.

-Where is Dan?

-Where is Dan?

-

-He's always late. A real slow coach.

-It's cold.

-It's cold.

-

-Cold enough to freeze a ferret.

-Here he comes.

-Where have you been, Dan?

-Sorry I'm late.

-I had to feed the turkey.

-What did you give it? Bacon and egg?

-No, a bit of Caerphilly cheese

-and a slice of bread.

-Turkeys don't eat things like that.

-Turkeys don't eat things like that.

-

-This one eats everything.

-So you haven't got your voice back?

-So you haven't got your voice back?

-

-No.

-I've brought the Vick back.

-I've brought the Vick back.

-

-It hasn't done you much good.

-I'm going to the Chemist's

-for some medicine.

-You know what you need - Voxygen.

-Oxygen?

-Oxygen?

-

-No, Voxygen.

-I've never heard of it.

-I've never heard of it.

-

-No, well it's a herbal remedy.

-I always took it

-in the 'go as you please'.

-Does Morgan the Chemist stock it?

-No, you can only get it from

-Theo Davies, the herbalist.

-He mixes it himself.

-Does he have a shop?

-Does he have a shop?

-

-He did have, years ago.

-Where?

-Where?

-

-Skewen.

-Who's going to kill it for you?

-Don't talk about killing.

-Don't talk about killing.

-

-Well, you can't eat it alive!

-I know that.

-What was the name of that man

-who used to kill pigs?

-David Wrackler?

-He committed suicide three years ago

-Our Dan says he'll kill it

-when I'm in chapel tomorrow morning.

-I'll come with you. I wouldn't like

-to be in his shoes tomorrow morning

-Neither would I. Our Dan is like

-a madman when he's got an axe.

-This Voxygen had better work.

-Oh, it's marvellous.

-You'll be fine in a day or two.

-So long as I get my voice back

-in time for the pageant.

-Look, Santa's Grotto.

-Isn't that nice?

-Come on, Twm. In we go.

-Hello. What's your name?

-Steffan.

-Oh, how lovely. A little child

-sitting on Santa Claus's lap.

-What do you want for Christmas?

-What do you want for Christmas?

-

-A chemistry set.

-What do you want for Christmas?

-

-A chemistry set.

-

-And a train.

-Hell, it's hot in here.

-I told you to take

-your trousers off.

-It's too late now.

-I'm dying to go to the toilet.

-Keep your voice down!

-Good God!

-What's wrong now?

-What's wrong now?

-

-Look over there.

-We must tell Sam, somehow.

-Tell Sam what?

-Tell Sam what?

-

-That Percy and Twm are over there!

-In the words of John Macefield:

-"He who gives a child a treat makes

-joy bells ring in heaven's street."

-Hiya, boys!

-Heck, what have I done?

-Excuse me, I have to go out.

-What happened there?

-What happened there?

-

-I could have sworn he said "Hiya".

-Slow down, I can't see a thing!

-Sorry, boys.

-He sounded like Sam.

-No, Sam's in Penllergaer,

-plucking turkeys.

-No, Sam's in Penllergaer,

-plucking turkeys.

-

-Of course. I'd forgotten.

-.

-As you know, friends,

-a week from today...

-..which is Christmas Eve...

-..we'll be performing our Nativity

-Pageant in the Public Hall.

-I trust that this event will be

-well supported, and to this end...

-..a warm welcome is extended to

-all the residents of the area.

-Today's lesson is taken

-from the book of Genesis...

-..chapter two, verse twenty.

-"And Adam gave names

-to every beast of the field...

-There's one animal less

-in the world this morning.

-What do you mean?

-Dan has probably killed

-the turkey by now.

-There you are, nice turkey.

-Just one little whack.

-Before creation, the universe

-was without form, and void.

-But then came light and darkness,

-the seas and dry land...

-..vegetables and fruit...

-..animals and every winged fowl

-after his kind.

-Ready?

-That axe wasn't very sharp when Dan

-lent it me a fortnight ago.

-We should report him to the NSPCC.

-We should report him to the NSPCC.

-

-RSPCA, idiot!

-What's happened now?

-What have you done?

-What have you done?

-

-Stop that dancing and tell us!

-I've chopped my thumb off!

-With the axe?

-With the axe?

-

-No, the hammer.

-With the axe?

-

-No, the hammer.

-

-What were you doing with that?

-Killing the turkey, but

-I nearly killed myself.

-Where's the turkey now?

-Where's the turkey now?

-

-Hiding.

-I'm happy with the performances.

-I'm sure everyone will be.

-There's talk of a repeat

-performance already.

-Was that a turkey?

-Until Tuesday evening, Mr Joseph.

-They didn't catch the turkey...

-..which was a problem

-for the Christmas party.

-All the same, the following Sunday,

-they had a wonderful party.

-Twm, I am glad the Voxygen worked.

-So am I.

-Imagine Herod giving orders to the

-soldiers, when he'd lost his voice!

-I'm looking forward to tonight,

-being back on a stage again.

-Treading the boards, Percy!

-Quite a thrill, eh?

-I've been Mary too -

-in Pisgah chapel years ago.

-We had a real ass on the stage.

-We've got a few of those, too -

-those damned shepherds!

-We've got a few of those, too -

-those damned shepherds!

-

-Don't swear!

-You'd swear Simon Joseph

-was acting Hamlet!

-I think Mr Joseph

-has done excellent work.

-He's done the script, production

-and casting brilliantly.

-He must be a genius.

-Angharad, see that tea is provided

-for the workers in the interval.

-Yes, Mr Joseph.

-And these panels

-are quite safe, Dan?

-And these panels

-are quite safe, Dan?

-

-are quite safe, Dan?

-Oh, yes.

-Do you know what genius is,

-Deborah?

-One percent inspiration and

-ninety nine percent perspiration.

-That's what Eddison said, anyway.

-That's what Eddison said, anyway.

-

-And but for him...

-..there'd be no fairy lights

-on the Christmas tree.

-Why do you say that, Percy?

-Percy knows everything

-about fairy lights, don't you?

-Hello, Neli!

-Hello, Neli!

-

-Where have you been, boys?

-Changing out of our working clothes.

-Do you want punch?

-Do you want punch?

-

-Isn't there any beer?

-Do you want punch?

-

-Isn't there any beer?

-

-No, only punch. It's wine and stuff.

-Nice, eh?

-Do you know what the Apostle Paul

-said, Deborah?

-"Use a little wine

-for thy stomach's sake."

-Paul said that?

-Paul said that?

-

-Yes, to Timothy.

-Get me more, then. If it's good

-enough for Paul, it'll do for me.

-Quite right, Deborah.

-"To be...

-"..or not to be.

-"That is the question."

-We couldn't wish

-for anyone better than you.

-Anyone can play the part of Mary.

-That's where you're wrong.

-It's all in the face.

-Purity.

-That hint of virginity.

-You see what I'm trying to say?

-You see what I'm trying to say?

-

-No, I'm not sure.

-The role cries out for a young woman

-of unblemished, untarnished...

-Oh dear.

-I think the punch

-is going to my head.

-The food is ready!

-Come on, help yourselves.

-I've had an idea.

-I'll tell you later.

-Help yourselves to sandwiches.

-This is going to be a great party!

-Yes, they had quite a party,

-plenty of fun and merry-making.

-They were enjoying themselves

-so much, they lost track of time.

-The party went on until 6 o'clock.

-The pageant was due

-to start at seven.

-# Who comes creeping through

-the night, as quiet as a mouse?

-# His beard so long, his hair so

-white, he's just outside our house

-Good Lord!

-Behold, friends...

-..hear these words.

-Travel with us tonight

-back through the centuries...

-..to see the most wondrous story

-of all time...

-..and follow the star,

-the light of all nations.

-Joseph...

-Joseph, I am so weary.

-I must rest my aching body. >

-Desmond, my head's splitting.

-My wife is tired...

-..after our long journey.

-Do you have any rooms?

-The inn is overflowing with pil..

-Visitors.

-Is that your wife over there?

-She does look ill.

-You'd better bring her in.

-I'll find room for you somewhere.

-I think the box room is empty.

-I think the box room is empty.

-

-Curtain!

-It's very nice, mind.

-Come on, change the scene quickly.

-And you back there, no smoking!

-Are you drunk?

-Are you drunk?

-

-I am an angel from above...

-Fear not...

-Fear not...

-

-Come on, change!

-Come and sit down.

-I do apologise for this...

-..but we are almost ready

-to proceed with the play.

-I do apologise for this.

-# Hello! Hello!

-Come here, come on down! #

-Fear not...

-And in those days, wise men

-travelled field and fountain.

-To Herod's palace

-they crossed moor and mountain.

-We have followed the bright star

-Bringing the child gifts from afar

-The signs are a mystery to me.

-I'll consult the astrologers

-for clarity.

-Thank you, your Royal Highness.

-Is there somewhere we might rest?

-Sorry, Mr Joseph.

-Fear not...

-Prithee, husband...

-..should we not prepare come...

-Make sandwiches for these boys?

-Hey, watch it...

-Get her down!

-Do something!

-# Who comes creeping through

-the night as quiet as a mouse?

-# His beard so long, his hair so

-white, he's just outside our house.

-# And who's that up there on

-the roof, beside the chimney tall?

-Santa Claus

-Hello, hello

-Come here, come on down!

-Get me down!

-Mr Joseph!

-Get me down!

-Get me down, Mr Joseph!

-Get me down!

-Fear not, gentle shepherd folk...

-..guarding your flocks

-on the slopes

-I am an angel from above

-Bringing tidings of joy and love.

-Hark! The choir...

-..is singing gaily

-..its song of peace and charity

-Yes, Simon Joseph's magnum opus

-went all to pot.

-There was nobody from Primrose Row

-in the Christmas morning service.

-One of the faithful did reach

-the gate, but couldn't go in.

-She was too ashamed

-and her head was thumping.

-Deborah caught the turkey...

-..and that night it came

-to the party, alive and well.

-They couldn't kill their old chum...

-..so they cooked and ate

-one of its distant relatives.

-Where did that bird come from?

-As the Rev Simon Joseph said

-in his sermonly wisdom...

-..in mysterious ways.

-# Who comes creeping through

-the night as quiet as a mouse?

-His hair so white, his beard so

-long, he's just outside our house.

-And who's that up there on

-the roof, beside the chimney tall?

-Santa Claus, Santa Claus #

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