A Christmas advent (12)

The tree is up!

The lights are lit!

Yesterday I went to the market, shook hands with the giant who sells the trees – had my bones crushed once again – and I walked through the shadows of the medieval town unable to see where I was going because of the pine needles covering my face.

The evenings are crisp, the night is as dark as soot and the village have strung lights to frighten the darkness.

And the Bitsnbobs musical-Christmas-advent-thing tinkles into the third week!

Time to take stock.

So – what have our readers been saying?

“Holy Moley!”

“Yeah, but where's the lyrics for the carol karaoke?”

Where indeed!

Let’s remedy that right here!