Officially, this is the last day of the Christmas season. Consequently, the crib in the church has to come down. Our parish priest obviously didn't have time, because he has merely removed all the people, shoved it over to one side and put a notice on it which reads:
No milk today.
Gone to Egypt.
I was telling the kids about it when I got home. The Fixer looked thoughtful for a moment, then said in an incredulous voice: