Watching the nativity is always a sign that Christmas is almost upon us. So realistic with the bright star above the Manger.
It was a quiet affair too, and I had hoped that more people may have been there. Just as things seemed to be getting to the end an old friend arrived that I hadn’t seen in a long time. My old buddy, Superman.
He was passing this way and saw me on my trusty bench, so stopped by for a lovely chat. I hope I don’t have to wait as long until I see him again.