
There is only one king in my crèche. I know a playful dog ran away with Balthazar decades ago and we only found a chewed up remnant weeks after Christmas. The dog, Katie, suffered no ill effects. What happened to the other Magi … I cannot tell. This set was bought by my parents at least forty years ago and the little white sheep is certainly an interloper. She’s china and the rest is pure mid century plastic.

The poor tree is out on the balcony, waiting for city pick-up day.
How quickly the season passed but there are other wonderful things to look forward to now.
God bless and may all come round again to a happy Christmas in 2026
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