Ugg Boots Get A Starring Role In The Nativity

Well, I have seen everything now, an angel Gabriel in Uggs! Not a real one obviously, it was at my childs school Nativity play. It’s the season of all things Chrismassy at school, the Christmas fayre was a few weeks ago and it was very festive indeed and there was even a visit from Father Christmas who had his own Grotto (the Reception years classroom cubby hole done up to look like a twinkling Grotto) where the children had tickets and lined up one by one to tell him what they wanted for Christmas. There were toy stalls (where you child spots the teddy they donated and buys it back again for twice the price) and home made cakes too and mulled wine and Mince pies and the school secretary’s ‘famous Irish coffee’ – my son’s school events are rarely without some alcoholic stall somewhere and event the summer fayre at school has its own bar! (I should know because I usually run it!). Maybe the parents feel the need to have alcohol to make the whole thing that little bit easier to endure? The seemingly thousands of children running around, babies crying, kids being told off by parents and grandparents and basically everyone being part of a community and having fun.

So back to the angel in Ugg boots, angels are always played by girls in nativity performances despite the fact that the actual Angel Gabriel was apparently a man (I can’t vouch for this because I wasn’t actually there but all the paintings depict a man). This tiny little girl with blonde ringlets and a sweet little face was wearing her white creation with beautiful angel wings and when she walked out onto her little platform to talk to the shepherds she was wearing the coolest little pair of Uggs you ever saw! All the parents said a collective ‘aaahhhh’ and the little angel delivered her lines perfectly before skipping off (loudly) out of sight.

I wondered to myself whether real angels would actually need to wear shoes at all because they could probably fly everywhere and make use of their wings. Then I decided that the shepherds out on the hillsides all night would have a much greater need for a lovely pair of sheepskin lined Uggs to keep their frozen feet warm. I didn’t have too much time to dwell on this thought because I was awakened from my daydreaming by a final song sang by the infant classes in varying degrees of confidence and lack of tune, it was another absolutely wonderful performance!