I remember, as a child, Dad telling us that if you get a rib of straw from the crib and put it in your purse or wallet, it will never be empty. It's a tradition I've followed every year since. Hey, I'm not leaving anything to chance.
So yesterday, after Christmas Day mass, a few of us were standing at the outdoor crib. I took out a piece of straw and went to put it in my purse, explaining why.
Then someone, more in the know than me, announced.
"It's no use if you get it from this crib, it's not blessed. You'll have to get it from the crib inside the church!"
I thought for a split second, threw the straw back in and said
"Feck that. I'm going in to get some of the good stuff."
And I did. I'm not risking another economic crash if I can help it!
I wonder does this straw come in bales?
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