We are still catching up
with Christmas – the tree only went up on Tuesday and the cards pegged up today
– but the festive mood was boosted by the annual singing of carols around the
village Christmas tree, although full-throated participation was inhibited by a
street lamp being out and a shortage hymn sheets (or surplus of singers), which
meant the well-remembered first verse of each song was sung with gusto, but the
volume and clarity then rapidly declined as folk peered over shoulders at the
dimly lit words of the less familiar lines, with me, for one, often resorting
to a sort of backing-vocal hum until a chorus reasserted itself.
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