Don't need a coat and you don't need your shoes
I am returned from Christmas, which was celebrated this year with
rushthatspeaks,
spatch,
choco_frosh, and my parents. The front steps were icy enough for A Muppet Family Christmas (1987). We opened stockings and exchanged presents or IOUs as needed. I have cider caramels and new socks and Alan Garner's Treacle Walker (2021), which my mother somehow managed to order from England in a year when shipping within the continental U.S. is fraught with disappointment and tears. (I did succeed in obtaining a piece of
elisem's jewelry for one of my husbands and the autobiography of Arthur Anderson for the other.) We had the traditional roast beef followed by the traditional plum pudding alight with the traditional brandy. Listening to Emily Smith's "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen" reminded me again that theologically-lyrically I have almost a negative affinity for that song and emotionally-musically I am deeply attached to it. I heard it first in the 1935 A Tale of Two Cities. My brother and my niece will be coming over for Boxing Day, as is also traditional, which gives us time to fashion another Paleozoic postcard. Until then, I plan to read with cats.

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The humans and animals in your day sound perfect--Merry Christmas!
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I don't know which song it was, but my mother heard her on the radio and bought my father her Christmas album, which was playing between the opening of presents and the eating of dinner. I have ascertained that I like her "Twa Sisters," too. (She does the version I think of as the Clannad version, but since it is not infrequently stuck in my head alternating with the minor-key mirror I think of as the Roger Wilson version, I'm not complaining.)
The humans and animals in your day sound perfect--Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas!
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I will look for that one!
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Somehow it seems that this could be said of most if not all of Garner's books. Anyway, good to know that there's a new one!
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It's very true. I liked this one! It's a small spare memoir-ish myth-circle and an aspect of the ending reminded me of Patricia A. McKillip's The Sorceress and the Cygnet (1991), although it might not anyone else.
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Good to know! Sounds appealing--though I'm not putting anything onto the tbr list for a little while yet.
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I have not! (I know where the comma goes—and that it is properly you rather than the more archaic-sounding but less grammatically correct ye—but I look forward to seeing how it is demonstrated.)
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Merry Christmas!
Nine
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Merry Christmas!
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You've described my relationship to a number of songs, notably "Matty Groves."
Happy all the things to you, spatch, and little black cats. *hug*
P.
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What are the others?
Happy all the things to you, spatch, and little black cats.
To you and yours and your cats, likewise!
*hugs*
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Thank you! I hope yours was the same.
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I am delighted to know that can be done! It is used to open the Christmas interlude in A Tale of Two Cities (1935), so I always associate it with Ronald Colman's Sydney Carton propping up a lamppost.
I am glad you had a delightful-sounding holiday!
Thank you!