The Christmas season has involved several surreal new experiences, none of them unpleasant (!). Collecting money with the Salvation Army band in Oxford Street was great fun, although after an hour and a half of standing on a cold street holding a bucket my muscles had pretty much seized up. It was fun watching all the shoppers, though, being asked for directions (I don't know where ANYTHING is), occasionally having a brief chat with passersby, shoving my bucket through a cab window to receive a contribution from the driver! The most surreal moment was when a bright yellow bus emblazoned with the Corona beer logo pulled up directly beside the Salvation Army band (there was a set of traffic lights there), complete with man in Corona beer bottle costume dancing on the upper deck of the bus.
On Saturday we had 'Christmas on the Farm', an outdoor nativity held at the city farm in Stepney. All the characters (shepherd, wise men, innkeeper etc.) were played by adults except for Mary and Joseph, played by two children, and baby Jesus, played by a doll. I was the angel. We arrived several hours early to set up, only to discover that there were three very large, aggressive-looking pigs in the pig shed which was supposed to be our 'stable'. I volunteered to jump over a fence with a bucket of pig feed to lure the porkers out while two of the menfolk swiftly placed a bit of metal fencing over the entrance. Unfortunately, during our lunch break the pigs broke back in, so we repeated the operation and put Joan on pig watch. It rained all day, which put a bit of a dampener on things, but it was still a good laugh and the people that came seemed to enjoy it. Many people see Christmas on the Farm as their bit of 'church' for the year.
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