To church this evening for carols by candlelight. Nothing can replace singing the traditional carols with the descant on the last verse or that funny shifting-about thing the organ does when everyone sings together. What’s that called? You all sing in unison and the organ does a weird thing of its own. We did them all: Once in Royal – the traditional choirboy on the first verse replaced by two teenage girls (Mark: “What’s a descant?” Me: “Duh!”); Hark the Herald, the First Nowell (I nearly wrote “The First Newell” which would have been a member of my grandfather’s family some generations ago), While Shepherds Washed – sorry, watched: and of course, Come all Ye Faithful with the descanty and organ-doing-its-own-thing bits. Grand. On Tuesday there is Beer and Carols at a local pub but I don’t think I’ll go as I’m off alcohol.
I am lending someone “A Suitable Boy” for a trip to India. Ideal reading! If you haven’t read it, do so immediately.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Suitable_Boy
What do you want for xmas? I want a new house.
It occurs to me that we haven’t heard from Ladimir and Oestrogen for a long time. I’ll try and find out what they’re up to.
TTFN
PS If it seems like I’m blogging a lot lately, it’s because I’ve broken up for Xmas and will not be doing any more serious writing till the New Year.
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