I kid you not!
On Friday, at that point in the pre-new-hall-opening-preparation madness when all caffiene had diminished and energy was but a fading memory, we embarked on a trip to Homebase.
This would not generally be an escapade worthy of a blog post. We went to buy a toilet brush, a pot plant, a couple of bins, and some push/pull door stickers.
I was not bouncing happily round the aisles. Sleepily traipsing is probably a better description of my general demeanor. Even the festoonment of felt christmas decorations had begun to grate on my nerves. And that’s when it happened:
We had come to a standstill in the middle of an aisle. I think we were debating the merits of a beech bookcase at the time. Suddenly, one of my esteemed companions pointed at the floor beneath my feet, and exclaimed quizzically,
“Where did THAT come from?”
I was confused, we were all confused. We had been there for a number of minutes, and we had very definitely not seen a small toy lamb anywhere in the vicinity when we had initially walked into the aisle. None of us had been surprised by it rolling across the floor, having been flung asunder by a small child in a neighboring aisle. It appeared to have quite simply appeared. From nowhere!
So we decided that it was a gift from the Lord. And that it had, in fact, fallen from the sky.
Some of my friends have received gemstones and stuff before, but I thought this was a novel first!!!And isn’t it lovely!
Awwww. Much better than a gemstone!