Clearly suffering the effect of too many nativity plays, I’ve been thinking today about tinsel and glitter. The tinsel on angels’ wings or worn as a halo. Glitter on hand-made crowns, or lovingly placed on the front of specially made cards. It’s all part of Christmas, at least if you’re five years old. And yet – at least if you’re a parent – it can be your worse nightmare. There’s the uncanny ability of tinsel to drop strands which last a lifetime on the carpet, or for those tiny bits of glitter to end up down the sofa or under the fridge. After four nativity plays at church already this week – and more to come – let’s just say we’re going to need to find the hoover! How......