Saturday, December 18, 2010

it doesn't often snow in royal David's city

Up in the aerie, musing, reflecting, listening to a Pet Shop Boys Christmas song over and over, searched for and found on the12534 from a year ago (dear Mr. N.F.S. I hope all's well with you). I love the way it mashes up a disco beat with melancholic oh-so-true lyrics, along with carillons, trumpets and strains of traditional carols. Brilliant, just brilliant. Doesn't often snow at Christmas the way it's meant to do...

But I'll still have a ball at Christmas because I'll be with you.

Very much love. XOXO

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