MOUSE’ FIRST CHRISTMAS CAROL SERVICE

a break from the series of Hint, Dribble & Drabbles tales.

Advent 2023 Public Service Announcement

Friday the 22nd day of December

Not in the form of a Drabble, a tale in 100 words



Friday the 22nd Day of December

 

Our StoryTeller stopped, considered and thought. He’d got ahead of himself.

Yesterday should have been short.

 

Deciding to pause, I’ll thank you for journeying Advent with me:

  • Those glancing in passing to quickly run away.
  • Those silently appreciating.
  • Those leaving their mark. 👍🏽❤️.
  • Those who commented, a big special cheer

A big THANK YOU to you all and Christmas Salutations.

 

One of my ponders of late,

I always thought Advent contradictory, busying ourselves excitedly preparing, partying and celebrating; guilty we weren’t in somber contemplation of things to come.

Two points I’ve resolved: re solved, no doubt many reached here before me.

  • Advent of Christ, an adventure in God’s story. Adventures, planned and celebrated, looked forward to with excitement.
  • We don’t pretend we haven’t been born yet in the weeks before our birthday, we (mostly) get excited anticipating celebration of our 10, 20, 50, 100 years alive.

Christ followers are celebrating a 2000th+ birthday. Let’s substitute This Happy Morn with That Happy Morn. We can get excited in advance!

 

Ok, my 2 penn’orth anyway.

Normal service of the Advent Tale will resume tomorrow at Noon, GMT


All stories and doodles on Tread Doodle & Scrawl authored or drawn by me, ©️ Dominic Barton

Restoration

Gazing at the book in my hands, it had been repaired in the past, layer upon layer of silver fabric tape garishly ugly in appearance, though it had provided good protection. Further repeated use caused cloth to again break away from board and spine, pages had begun once again to drop away from the cloth binding. However the book had been handled carefully.

Sitting at my workbench I carefully tugged one tiny piece of dried fabric tape at a time. No rushing, tiny tug here, gentle peel there, continually watching to see how the many previous repairs had been added. Eventually, partially dismantled, the original book lay before me, I started the slow task of re gluing soft cloth which holds the book together back down to the spine and resealing where it was starting to peel away from the front and back covers.

All that had been lost in the dismantling process was the spine, took time to fashion a new one from card and tissue backed binders cloth.

With everything glued and clamped I finally went to bed. The glue needed to dry, then all that was left with a steady hand was silver lettering on the new spine.

The book ready again for daily chorister use in the choir stalls.