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A monologue for Christms Day or Nativity Service

I only popped out for some bread and wine.

I can still remember that night as if it was only yesterday.
My brother-In-Law and his family were staying with us, having travelled up for the census.
I can recall just how bitter cold it was, and I was walking back home having been out to buy some more bread and wine for our guests.
The place was buzzing with travellers and the noise from the taverns spilt out into what was normally quite streets. As I walked, I noticed what I could only describe as a bright haze in the distance. Now I don’t know if it was my imagination, but as I got nearer the chill in the air seemed to disappear. At first I put it down to the fact that I was walking at a hurried pace to get back to my guests and the warmth of the fire. But boy, how wrong I was.
I guess I should have known something was different that night, cos as I turned the corner I narrowly missed bumping into a group of shepherds running towards town full of great excitement.


© Ian Harris

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