‘Tea towels and tantrums – and that’s only the staff’ – comment from a school principal friend on the pre-Christmas rush. It reminds me of former life when one fitted in endless Nativity Plays and Senior Citizens’ Christmas Dinners around everything else. Bishop-life [forgive the oxymoron] seems hardly to change as Christmas approaches. They let me out on Christmas Eve. But otherwise my life seems to be ‘more of the same’ while the clergy rush about being Christmassy – or should that be Adventy.