The worst bit. . .

. . . Clearing away the candle-lit nativity service stuff is like Christmas songs after Christmas, depressing!

At least we have turkey soup to look forward to when we get home. . ?

That's the "new stable". Me and Dad made it back in 1981 to replace the "old stable" which the story goes actually came from Bethlehem. Nowadays it's me, G and Mr C in charge of scenery.