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And Lo in the city of Nazareth, Jo Stork received a last minute delivery request over the Tanoy, one baby boy to some hovel just off the Via Pelagus.  As this was on his way home Jo decided this could afford him the opportunity to clock off early on this the 24th December 0000 so took the gig. The instructions on the ticket were clear, follow the star – you cant miss it, it’s enormous, it will guide you to the right hovel, on the way could you drop off some fabric conditioner to some shepherds doing their laundry and then straight on to the drop, no stopping at the “Kings and Camel” for a crafty one – we will be checking the webcam.

And verily, Jo Stork followed the star, which was indeed enormous, managed the conditioner delivery and ploughed on to the dropping point. Making good speed he considered a swift Creme de Menthe at the “Kings and Camel” but as his bundle was wriggling somewhat and persisted in chucking his halo out of the bag he decided to press on to what looked like a shed full of ponies. With a couple of flaps he found that the hovel wasn’t in reality a shed at all, and what seemed from the air to be ponies were a mixed bag of creatures mostly donkeys, all up too late and noisier than they ought. Jo hovered above the melle with his bag of baby and, asking for a bit of hush, (there was a whole lot of lowing going on) attempted to identify  any potential parents. A hush decended, in the midde of the throng were a couple who at this time were absorbed posting a withering review on trip advisor. By that time it was five to midnight and the meter was metering and the webcam was webcamming, with a practised swoop the stork dropped the baby onto the hay just under the enormous star and flapped his way off into the night. The couple pressed send, the baby started screaming and then three kings arrived……………