But this year? Well, I'm running out of things to say. You see, I'm writing these posts several days in advance in case, well... in case of you-know-what. It's D-Day (or, B-Day or 'due' day) plus one now, and at any moment we could be winging our way to the hospital for
But I digress. Being a singer, singing in choirs and all that usually means that Christmas is a frantic round of concerts, carols and post-performance parties. We've been rather light on the latter this year, but - as usual - there's been plenty of the former. Which is the way it's been every Christmas since I first - as a beardless youth - donned a cassock and sang 'Once in Royal David's City'. Etc.
I'm no longer a youth - or beardless, for that matter - and probably don't sing half as nicely as I did when I was a boy, although my hair in this video is almost as long as it was back then. So, for your amusement (and my embarrassment) here is a Christmas comic song performed especially for you by your humble blogging correspondent. The accompanist is Eric Wayman. You can give us your verdicts below, daaaarling.