Awww, the end of the Christmas period? But I love the Christmas period! Then again, for me it ends on 1st January and the “I can’t breathe, why did I eat so much cheese?” period kicks in.
Nevertheless, Three Kings Day marks the official cessation of roast chestnuts, mince pies and mulled wine, making way for bank loans and a huge influx of new members at Weight Watchers. Apologies, I’m being negative; the point is that the Christmas period finishes today but we have a brand spanking new leap year to play with. Plus it’s 2012, how cool sounding is that? The Mayans were just jealous.
To celebrate this touching day when the trio of journeying monarchs arrived at Bethlehem, I popped down to Holy Trinity Church in Hull city centre’s beautiful Trinity Quarter. It’s an amazing building that invites everyone to explore its nooks and crannies and appreciate the awesome architecture, sculpture, art, stained glass, music, community engagement, history and heritage that spans over 700 years and has stood the test of time, Luftwaffe bombing and who knows what else. I’ve recently run a couple of events in the building, which allowed me to become friendly with its incredibly enthusiastic vicar (a fellow fingerless glove wearer) and ever-smiling, guitar playing pioneer minister, so not one eyelid was batted when I took a few snaps of the Three Wise Men forming part of the church’s life-size Nativity scene.
I say ‘men’, they have a strangely graceful and delicate look about them… and such slender wrists. But that just makes me love Holy Trinity Church even more; they’re passionate about what they do whilst having a bit of fun in the process. (In case you haven’t spotted them, the three kings I paparazzied are at the top of this page. My favourite is the one with the beard that makes me green with envy, regardless of its grey tone.) Job done, I left the church with a smile on my face and a slightly fuzzy photo on my mobile, ready to share with the world.
So here’s a fond farewell to the Christmas period and a warm “howdy” to what 2012 has in store. Fingers crossed for flying cars and shoelaces that tie themselves, but not so much for tyrannical alien overlords or yet another manufactured boy band.