The Green Balloon Club, for the uninitiated, is a nature programme on the fabulous CBeebies channel. They usually talk about bird feeders and minibeasts, and leaves, and whatnot, and then they sing a song. Daisy loves it, so we generally make a point of watching it. Today, however, they broke with the entire format in order to tell the story of the Nativity. It wasn’t entirely faithful – it was rather skewed towards excessive mention of the animals involved (and I’ve never seen a rabbit in the stable before!), and the small matter of WHY the baby was special, that he was, in fact, the Son of God sent to save humanity from its own wickedness, was airbrushed out entirely, but nevertheless, there was Mary and Joseph, an angel, some shepherds, some kings, gold, frankincense, myrrh, and a general sense that the story was the reason for the presents under the tree. I was most impressed.
I think, on balance, I’d have liked the Son of God bit, even if it was qualified with “Christians believe that…” Still, after an afternoon of the Grinch, it was a refreshing change.