As Christmas approaches, and Christians on every continent on the planet prepare to celebrate the birth of Our Lord, Jesus Christ, even as others plot subterfuge, and try to blow us all up, one man was baffled.
Shami Leather, a Palestinian shepherd, told us that he was somewhat disconcerted by a chain of recent events. He told us:
"I was watching my flock by night, seated on the ground like, when this angel appeared and started throwing glory about, all willy nilly like." (Shami Leather was Manchester born)
Shortly afterwards, three wise men appeared, along with two of Shami's shepherd mates, and they informed Shami that they were following a star.
"The wise men didn't strike me as all that wise," Shami told us. "One had a City shirt on, one was wearing a Leeds scarf, and one was a Scouser. Wise men? you're havin' a laugh aren't ya?"
In an attempt to persuade Shami to accompany the party, the two other shepherds tried to persuade him to accompany them to Bethlehem, where they said something special was about to happen.
"That's all bollocks that is," Shami told us. "Whoever heard of wise men offering gifts of 'Gold' - the old Spandau Ballet song, 'Frankenstein' - a rubber mask, and myrrh - what the fuck is myrrh anyway?
"It's all shite."
In Bethlehem a little baby was born.
It's not yet clear whether or not he became the Saviour.
Meanwhile, the lambs in Palestine remain silent.
More Christmas Cluckers as we get them.