After the Carol Service, the choir gave me some lovely flowers and a new fangled box of Ferrero Rochers. Thank you and yum and what what we do without the people who troop out every Sunday to practise and sing, not to mention the rarely seen or acknowledged armies of cleaners, flower arrangers and people who launder altar linens etc? You wanna see volunteering Coalition Government...? But I digress.
Anyway, I opened the box and offered them round. The random sample of people who were offered a chocolate ranged in age from 3, to, 'Don't you know it's rude to ask a gentleman or a lady their age?' male and female, married, engaged, single, lay and ordained. No religious. Tssh, should have done it after Mass.
On later inspection, there were only two dark chocolate ones and two white chocolate ones left. Most of the remaining chocs were original gold milk chocolate.
And what can we conclude from this?
People dressed as angels, kings and shepherds can easily embrace the new (and the old) with no special training.
Mm the experimental methods do need some refining since some people who refused a choc, were already well on into the other fun size chocs on offer and even aged 10, there are only so many you can take in one sitting.
Might have to have one, before pondering other refinements...
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