Full marks to Young Keith for imagination. I mean, yes. I had said I was fed up with inflatable Santas, singing ringing trees, illuminated reindeer and other such add-ons to Yule.
I said next year we'll go the full Jül with some serious Germanic influence. But this year could we see something a bit more in the Christian tradition?
And there it was, at the grand unveiling at 7 last night. In all its giant, inflatable, illuminated, festive glory. The massacre of the Waldensians.
Young Keith has put in a big shift overnight. We should have Santa enthroned on the Moot House roof by tea time. I never want to hear the kids scream like that again.
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