Friday, 26 December 2008
Boxing Day
Thursday, 25 December 2008
Wednesday, 24 December 2008
as sung by THE RONETTES
with a little bit of this
from Aled
then and now. . .(!)
Monday, 22 December 2008
For me
Been an awful good girl
Santa Baby,
So hurry down the chimney tonight
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Santa baby, a '54 convertible too, light blue
I'll wait up for you, dear
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Think of all the fun I've missed
Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed
Next year I could be just as good
If you'll check out my Christmas list
Santa Baby, I want a yacht
And really that's not
A lot
Been an angel all year
Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa honey,
One little thing I really need, the deed
To a platinum mine
Santa Baby,
So hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa cutie,
Fill my stocking with a duplex
And checks, sign your 'x' on the line
Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Come and trim my Christmas tree
With some decorations bought at Tiffany's I really do believe in you
Let's see if you believe in me!
Santa Baby,
Forgot to mention one little thing, a ring
I don't mean on the phone
(but that works, sometimes!)
Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry...Tonight
EARTHA KITT
Sunday, 21 December 2008
Dasher and Dancer, and Prancer and Vixen;
Comet and Cupid, and Donner and Blitzen?
well, did you know:
so, now you know. . .
Saturday, 20 December 2008
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. . .and an angel
Oh the weather outside is frightful
But the fire is so delightful
And since we've no place to go
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
It doesn't show signs of stopping
And I've brought some corn for popping
The lights are turned way down low
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
When we finally kiss goodnight
How I hate going out in the storm
But if you really hold me tight
All the way home I'll be warm
The fire is slowly dying
And my dear we're still goodbye-ing
As long as you love me so
Let it snow, let it snow, let it
As long you love me so
Let it snow, Let it Snow, Let it snow
Let it snow, Let it snow, Let it snow
Let it snow, Let it snow, Let it snow
Friday, 19 December 2008
Thursday, 18 December 2008
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me,
"Won't see another one"
And then he sang a song
The rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
This year's for me and you
So Happy Christmas
I love you, baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
They've got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It's no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas Day
You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there, almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it's our last
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas Day
I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas Day
and my favourite city. . .
and here is the song sung by Katie Meluha
(rather than Kirsty MacColl)
altho the front man from The Pogues is a little worse for wear
in this rendition. . .
(and there's actually not an NYPD choir,
so you have the pipe band instead)
Tuesday, 16 December 2008
the silly paper hat, the silly joke,
the silly motto, the silly toy. . .
but we pull them,
we love the BANG!
and we enjoy them all the same
crackers were invented by a guy called Tom Smith (find the history here) and I'm glad for that - they are so silly and trite, but it is quite wonderful to have crackers at Christmas. . .
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Monday, 15 December 2008
Sunday, 14 December 2008
I don't need to add
anything really
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(but I have to!)
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*whispers*
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I was brought up listening to my mother's records of the Vienna Boys' Choir. . .
so "pop" versions of carols never quite do it for me
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(however much I admire Aled)
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here's a more traditional version
Saturday, 13 December 2008
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a little history:
so, for anyone who would like this calendar
to contain some chocolate - here it is. . .
. . .chocolate. . .
(-:
Friday, 12 December 2008
the 12 days of Christmas
...
"Over the centuries, differing churches and sects of Christianity have changed the actual traditions, time frame, and their interpretations. St. Stephen's Day, for example, is December 26 in the Western Church and December 27 in the Eastern Church. December 26 is Boxing Day in the United Kingdom and some of its former colonies; December 28 is Childermas or the Feast of the Innocents. Currently, the twelve days and nights are celebrated in widely varying ways around the world. For example, some give gifts only on Christmas night, some only on Twelfth Night, and some each of the 12 nights.
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"In the Middle Ages, this period was one of continuous feasting and merrymaking, which climaxed on Twelfth Night, the traditional end of the Christmas season. Twelfth Night itself was forever solidified in popular culture when William Shakespeare used it as setting for one of his most famous stage plays - Twelfth Night.
"Some of these traditions were adapted from the older pagan customs, including the Roman Saturnalia. Some also have an echo in modern day pantomime where traditionally authority is mocked and the principal male lead is played by a woman, while the leading older female character, or 'Dame', is played by a man."
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2 Turtle Doves refers to the Old and New Testaments
3 French Hens refers to Faith, Hope and Charity, the theological virtues
4 Calling Birds refers to the Four Gospels and/or the Four Evangelists
5 Golden Rings refers to the first Five Books of the Old Testament, the "Pentateuch", which gives the history of man's fall from grace
6 Geese A-laying refers to the six days of creation
7 Swans A-swimming refers to the seven gifts of the Holy Spirit, the seven sacraments
8 Maids A-milking refers to the eight beatitudes
9 Ladies Dancing refers to the nine Fruits of the Holy Spirit
10 Lords A-leaping refers to the ten commandments
11 Pipers Piping refers to the eleven faithful apostles
12 Drummers Drumming refers to the twelve points of doctrine in the Apostle's Creed"
so there we have it
- apparently -
and I thought it was
just another Christmas song!
Thursday, 11 December 2008
ho ho ho
I hope it works for you!
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and in the meantime. . .
"have yourself a Merry Little Christmas!
Wednesday, 10 December 2008
snow
and the snowman. . .
. . .the one and only snowman!
RAYMOND BRIGGS
not as sung by ALED JONES
Tuesday, 9 December 2008
The evergreen mistletoe plant with its succulent white berries is a parasite most commonly found growing on apple trees but also on other deciduous trees such as hawthorn and rowan. The word mistletoe comes from the Old English words "mistel" and "tang" – meaning "dung" and "twig" – because people had noticed that mistletoe grew on trees where there were plenty of bird droppings.
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Mistletoe was recognized by the Druids as a magical plant. According to tradition they would only cut the mistletoe with a golden sickle and made sure it never touched the ground by placing a white cloth under the tree to catch the magic prunings. Oak trees also featured in Druidic ceremonies and when a mistletoe plant was found growing in an oak it was thought to have especially strong magical powers. Unfortunately we now have no idea what the druids thought the mistletoe plant was capable of.
Mistletoe’s traditional magical properties include the ability to drive away witches, get rid of fleas in your bed and prevent faeries from stealing your children. Norse legends also celebrated mistletoe as a plant that brings love into a household. The story goes that the goddess Freya had a baby boy called Balder whom she loved deeply. She became obsessed by his safety and made all the plants and animals in the world swear they would never harm him. Unfortunately she forgot to ask the mistletoe. Only one god, named Loki, noticed the omission and he stored the information away for the future. As Baldur grew older the gods were amused by the way missiles thrown at Baldur would swerve away and miss him. It became a game to throw things at the growing lad and watch them fall harmlessly to the ground.
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The mistletoe was then banished to grow only in high places away from the meddling hands of dangerous fools like Loki. Freya then commanded that henceforth it would always bring love rather than death to the world and that people passing underneath the plant should embrace.
It became a custom in the middle ages for soldiers seeking a truce to meet under a sprig of mistletoe to discuss terms.
The tradition of kissing under the mistletoe is much later in origin and has some strange quirks that need to be observed if you want to get the best from your sprig of mistletoe. It is important that the first kiss under the mistletoe is not between a man and his wife. Traditionally the first kiss should always be between people with different hair colour and like holly and ivy, in some places it is considered unlucky to bring mistletoe into the house before Christmas Eve. Perhaps the most important rule is that each time a kiss is taken under the mistletoe a berry should be picked from the sprig. When all the berries are gone then the kissing has to stop. Shame! .
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