My daughter’s continuing religious education at the hands of Christmas carols and other kinder kids continues. Move over, Twilight and Harry Potter fans! The greatest piece of fanfic has now been told. Sadly, none of you will ever get to hear it, but we were treated to it on our way home tonight: a complex, epic filk taking in the tunes and some of the lyrics of at least half a dozen carols, and depicting the birth, life and magical adventures of Lord Jesus.

The best bit was how ‘Lord Jesus’ (she always called him that, so polite to include his title!) took on many elements borrowed from Raeli’s own life, such as the time she burned her finger on a light, and her vegetable preferences. She went through his childhood, year by year, sharing only most the salient points with us in verse, and then skipping over those dull teenage years to adulthood.

In case you’re wondering how it all ended, he met a girl, became an angel, and then had angel babies with her. Which, quite frankly, is an improvement on the original. (I really don’t want to have to be the one to explain to her how the story is actually supposed to end, but thanks to the Aladdin pantomime the issue of people dying and then coming back to life isn’t a problem – the problem is that she expects that’s what happens when everyone dies!)

Oh and I know that nine million of you have already seen the Muppets doing Bohemian Rhapsody, but  godiyeva has not, so consider this my bit in promoting it as the UK Christmas Number One.

Tags: christmas, frivols, muppets, raeli