sovay: (Morell: quizzical)
sovay ([personal profile] sovay) wrote2017-12-03 07:56 pm

Winter brings us to the singers

There are honest-to-God carolers on my street. I thought they were a passing car or a radio, but they are five or six people with sheet music in hand standing on the steps at a slight diagonal across the street, appropriately next to a large conifer, singing "Ding Dong Merrily on High." I guess it is that season.

[edit] And now they are gone. I heard nothing after the last round of hosanna in excelsis and when I looked out, I couldn't see them anymore. They do not appear to have moved on to any other house; I can't hear them anywhere else on the street. If they went indoors, they sure didn't turn on the lights.

I guess it's ghost story for Christmas season, too.
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[personal profile] davidgillon 2017-12-05 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Mostly just parade around in Dickensian costume. There'll be guided tours and talks and the like, but it's mostly an excuse to line the streets with stalls selling hot food and mulled wine and the like. More recently they've added a German style Christmas market in the grounds of the Castle which runs every weekend from late November, so this weekend now has dual attractions - hence 20 busloads of tourists.
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[personal profile] davidgillon 2017-12-05 06:37 pm (UTC)(link)
And possibly a special train from London - they're multiple times an hour anyway, but they run a special for the main Dickens Festival in Spring, not sure about Christmas Dickens.