An odd way of doing nostalgia, even for me.
Three carols sung at Greenbelt in England (usually Northamptonshire). They like to do "Beer and Hymns" there. You can hear the beer in these hymns.
Hark the Herald Angels Sing. Shouldn't it be 'ark the 'erald Angels Sing in England?
At the planning for the department Christmas party that year, in mock outrage: "We are not going to have three divorced women singing "I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus!"
The Wyman Christmas Letters are still fun, even years later.
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