And that’s only the boys, if Archbishop Welby has his Christmas wish. (Sorry to mention the C word in mid-November, but M & S started it.)
Now I’ve been an observer of church goings-on since a very early age, having starred (is that the word?) in nativity plays as second shepherd, Joseph hisself and sundry farm animals; but never as the Angel because (and here’s the rub) angels were girly beings. Children knew a thing or two about normal in those days. And the clergy knew better than to mess with social norms. So what’s changed? Well, it ain’t the children. It’s the CofE loooking for a place to belong in the modern world. And the result is that it is licensing parents, teachers and legions of do-gooders to interfere with children’s natural instincts.
No doubt there are curates across the country rubbing their hands with glee at the thought of dressing up their choristers in tutus instead of their traditional outfits; and many more dusting off their own for old times’ sake. So I hope that when you make your annual visit to your country church next month you will voice your disapproval of the Welby Doctrine. His campaign to fill his pews with minorities is no doubt well-based in scripture but it’s unfair to children, who are supposed to be welcomed in their innocence, not to be prey to misfits.