The knock on the door came at that ever-so crucial point in the morning—I’d just poured the milk in to my cereal (choco rice-crispies) and was awaiting that truly wondrous moment when it starts to go all chocolatey–.

On the way to the door my mood darkened considerably; behind the frosted glass I could see bright under-sea colours: bright blue, red, and purple. I couldn’t begin to fathom who or what might be about to accost me, so I steadied my nerves, expecting the worst.

I opened the door and almost dropped my bowl right there and then; standing before me were several break-dancers, behind them the third on his head, spinning to the sound of hip-hop music. Wow! Yeah!

My morning had been saved!

I would never pre-judge anyone who came to my door ever again!

The routine went on through a number of relentless breathtaking combinations of cool; first the white guy with the hat—the one who I’d opened the door to—followed the tall black guy with a killer move, flipping along caterpillar like and then up in to a one-handed hand-stand thing, and then things progressed. Before long I was wanting to put my bowl down and try one of my own special maneuvers–one of those ones at the back of ever man’s mind which has been brewing for just such a special occasion. The move I had in mind was called The Tornado and it involved—

“It is great, isn’t it?” said the third break-dancer dude, the small white guy who’d been silent before, and would make Joseph and his Technicolor dream-coat look somber.

“Yes it is!” I said, unbothered by my ruined choco corn-flakes for the first time in my entire life. “It’s more than great, it’s awesome!”

“The lord thinks so too,” said the lad again. I thought I’d misheard him, so I said, “Sorry? What’s the lord got to do with breakdancing?”

"The lord is great," they chanted in unison…

That was when I saw the small black book out in front of me. Ever since then I steer well clear of break-dancers; the reach of the Jehovah’s witness knows no limits.

Just came across this contest where the prize is chalets val d isere. Everyone should really put your names in, this would be a marvelous way to spend New Years!