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Christmas has always been an important time of traditions at The Bay Kitchen & Stores in Whiting Bay.
Since Clair and Stuart took over in 2014 they have always had a festive gathering in the shop with mulled wine and mince pies to accompany the singalong on the shop piano.
With this year being so different, they were delighted when previous shop owner Cathy Steed presented them with this fantastic poem written by Sandra Hall, when she herself worked in the shop with Cathy.
So for now, although their beloved piano is in storage, current and past shop owners and staff wanted to spread some Christmas cheer … and what better way than to share this brilliant poem.
Cue island artist and also a member of the Bay Stores team, Katie Litton, who has created a lovely backdrop for the annual shop display featuring our starlit mountain ranges and this very special poem.
Sensitive to the fact that so many actually won’t have their family near, Cathy suggested a change to the last verse of of the poem to read: ‘To keep this still a happy time, without oor family near, remember what the Wise Men had … Frankness, Sense and Mirth!’
‘D’ye no think it is really strange
That Christ wis born the noo,
Lying wi His Mammy,
In a stable wi a coo.
You’d think He wid huv waited,
Till summertime at least,
He’d a hid the stable tae Hissel,
No shared it wi a beast.
It wid hae been much warmer
Fur the wummin an her Wean,
Cos in that cauld, cauld stable,
Central heating, there wis nane.
But then again, the Three Wise Men,
Who’d come frae near an far,
Never wid huv found them,
Cos they widnae huv seen the star,
That shone sae bright up in the sky,
Tae show them aw the way
Tae find the Wean an Mammy,
Sleepin’ in the hay.
There they wur, aw looded doon,
Ye should hae seen their girth,
Stuffed intae their pockets
Were Frank and Sense and Mirth.
Tae mak this sic a happy time
We’ve aw oor family near,
Full of turkey an Christmas pud
And loads o’ Festive cheer.
Happy Christmas when it comes!