Calm before the storm

There is an almost erie silence in the halls at the moment of writing. Earlier today there was a fair bit of hussle and bussle as the last-minute preparations were put in place, the pots of poinsettia were arranged and placed just so, and the wreaths were hung.

Now the luncheon dishes are done, the floors have been mopped and the only ones left around the place are those who don't have to venture out into the traffic. In just over an hour's time, this serenity will be shattered as scores of children and their families descend upon this place.

Once again this year, a number of the children have been invited (and well prepared) to tell the story of that first Christmas. It's always exciting for parents and grandparents to see their little ones take an active role in bringing this story to life ... and it's always refreshing for those of us who are privileged to be bystanders to the spectacle to see the unique way that each child accepts his or her responsibility to tell it to the best of his or her ability.

Singers have been rehearsed, actors know their moves, musicians have their instruments all tuned up ... at least for now all seems to be ready.

Now, on with the show.