Buna! Uite aici o sceneta am gasit-o si eu pe un site sper ca iti place narrator: the lead up to Christmas can be a very stressful time for our vicar and so in late September when he first heard the Christmas songs blaring out of the radio he knew that things were going to get very busy...
Julian : oh no its September it can't be Christmas yet! summer is barely over I wore shorts yesterday, shorts! and sandals, and a Hawaiian shirt... and sun cream, factor 50, its no way near Christmas.
Narrator: however Christmas did get closer and closer and Julian began to think back to the Christingle crisis of the previous year
(twinkly music)
Carol: father Julian father Julian its all gone wrong.
Julian : wow wow carol calm down. whats gone wrong
Carol: the Christingles, the fruit company they messed up our order.
Julian: oh... bother let me see then
( carol holds up a box with the word oranges on the front)
Julian:well they certainly aren't oranges
carol: no
Julian: this whole things gone a bit pear shaped
Carol: (puzzled) but they aren't pears they're nectarines.
Julian: I know it's just a saying. wait aren't they peaches
Carol : no of course not don't be stupid
Julian: so... so whats the difference. wait we don't have time for this now- where can we get 500 oranges on Christmas eve
Carol: 24 hour tesco?
Julian : or we could steal from a neighbouring church
together : Mmm
Julian: it might set a bad example
carol: so would shopping in tescos
Julian: I guess we will have to just use what we've got
Narrator: the Christingle crisis was the last straw and so Julian asked the bishop for a grant to help the church
grant: hello I'm grant
Julian: well when I asked for a grant you weren't really what I was expecting we really need the money to help with our problems.
Grant: well whatever your problem is I'll curate.
Julian : ok thanks.
Grant: wait did you not see what I did there I said "cure it" like the word "curate" which is my job(laughs to himself)... its funny
Julian: oh I see. ( rolls eyes and choughs)
narrator: the extra help meant there was less pressure on the church side of things this year but last week he got the worst news ever...
family member 1: oh honey by the way your doing Christmas lunch this year.
Julian: ( very dramatically) Noooooooooooooooooooooo.
narrator : being in charge of Christmas dinner meant endless arguments within the family about how potatoes were going to be cooked
family member 1: I want roasties, soft and fluffy on the inside and beautifully crisp on the outside cooked in duck fat for extra flavour.
Julian: but I'm not even cooking duck
family member 1: well you could cut corners just to make it easier for you and let everyone down by serving second rate roasties.
Julian: well when you put it like that I suppose that the roast potatoes are the most important bit.
Family member 2 : roast potatoes are you mad! everyone wants creamy mash potatoes which have been finished off under the grill to give it a lovely crispy top
Family member 3 : mash was so last year darling personally I'd prefer an elegant side dish of potato dauphinoise
family member 1: what on earth is potato duaphinois?
family member 4: its potatoes and dolphins
family member 3: don't be such a moron its a French dish of potatoes in an indulgently creamy garlic sauce
family member 2: ew French food, has it got snails in, I think that mash is easily the best. I vote mash
Family member 1: roasties
family member 3: dauphinoise
family member 4: chips.
family members 1, 2 and 3 simultaneously: ( in shock) CHIPS!
Julian: so we are all in agreement then
family members 1, 2 and 3 simultaneously: no way!
narrator: the argument carried on in this way for several long hours until it was decided that Julian would be cooking potatoes in 4 different ways just to please everyone.
family member 1: so how are you cooking the gravy?
Julian : I can't take it any more! I'm going over to church to pray
narrator: it was at this point that Julian finally realised something that he probably should have known all along.
Julian: it doesn't really matter if the Christingles are made with peaches-
carol: NECTARINES
Julian: oh yes. sorry carol nectarines. it doesn't matter if the Christingles are made with nectarines rather than oranges or if the potatoes are only cooked in one way or if the critical mass nativity play is even worse than last year the only bit that matters is Jesus.
narrator: so whatever you do this Christmas, if you burn the turkey or forget to get your mum a Christmas present don't worry because the only thing that really matters is Jesus. your mum might not see it that way though.
-The end-
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