Christmas with Norbert
By James Sutherland
Copyright 2011 James Sutherland
Cover Illustration by James Sutherland Copyright 2011
It was Christmas Eve. Norbert, the foolish old carthorse, stood in his usual spot under the old sycamore tree in Finbar’s field, shivering slightly as the winter wind ruffled his long, tangled mane. He liked standing beneath this particular tree partly because it was the only one in the field, but mostly because it was home to his best and only buddy, Colin the Cuckoo.
“Colin?” he whinnied, anxiously peering up through the tangled, bare branches.
“What is it now, Norbert?” Usually there are no cuckoos in Britain at Christmas time as they fly south to warmer countries to avoid the cold winters. However, for a cuckoo, Colin was no spring chicken and he had long since given up on these long-haul flights; he simply hadn’t the energy these days. Provided he was tucked up in his nest with a good book, Colin was happy to enjoy his retirement in peace.