When we were kids,
Before
we went to bed,
My
brothers and me
Were
allowed a pick
A
novelty chocolate
Off
the Christmas tree
Sunday, 28 February 2021
NOVELTY TREE CHOCOLATES
Friday, 26 February 2021
A BROKEN DRUM IS THE BEST
A broken drum is the best
Christmas
gift you can get
That
might come as a surprise
But
you really can’t beat it
THE BEST CHRISTMAS MOVIES EVER – CRAZY FOR CHRISTMAS
On Christmas Eve, Shannon McManus-Johnson (Andrea Roth) a chauffeur and single mother, has to leave her son Trevor (Jason Spevack) with a babysitter as she is stuck driving around a wealthy and eccentric client Fred Nickells (Howard Hesseman) who is giving away large sums of money, literally throwing dollars in the air wherever he goes.
The rich man’s actions obviously attract the attentions of the media and as the story proceeds, conflict ensues after a reporter Peter Archer (Yannick Bisson) interviews Fred and we learn a secret he has been keeping for a long time.FAVOURITE CHRISTMAS CAROL # 39 MARCH OF THE KINGS
March Of The Kings
French traditional Music and lyrics
authorship unknown
Three great kings I met at early morn
With all their retinue were slowly marching
Three great kings I met at early morn
Were on their way to meet the newly born
With gifts of gold brought from far away
And valiant warriors to guard the royal treasure
With gifts of gold brought from far away
Their shields all shining in their bright array
Ce matin, j'ai rencontré le
train
De trois grands rois qui allaient en voyage
Ce matin, j'ai rencontré le train
De trois grands rois dessus le grand chemin
Tout chargés d'or les suivaient d'abord
De grands guerriers et les gardes du trésor
Tout chargés d'or les suivaient d'abord
De grands guerriers avec leurs boucliers
For Thy mercy and Thy grace
Constant through another year
Hear our song of thankfulness
Father and Redeemer hear
Dark the future; let Thy light
Guide us, bright and morning star
Fierce our foes and hard the fight
Arm us Savior for the war
In our weakness and distress
Rock of strength be Thou our stay
In the pathless wilderness
Be our true and living way
Keep us faithful; keep us pure
Keep us evermore Thine own
Help, O help us to endure
Fit us for the promised crown
EVERY YEAR WITHOUT FAIL - SANTA
Every year without fail
On
Christmas Eve
It
would appear
And
we children
Would
squeal out
A
deafening cheer
When
the source
Of
our excitement
Was
carefully set down
And
we would sit
In
our clean pajama’s
And
dressing gown
And
stare at the object
Open
mouthed
In
gleeful expectation
Of
what was beneath
The
cotton wool and
Red
crepe paper creation
We
would have to wait
The
longest time
In
anticipation
But
it was worth it
Too
see inside the belly
Of
Santa’s incarnation
And
when we thought
We
could wait no longer
We
all jumped to our feet
As
Dad slowly removed
The
pink faced head
And
revealed the treats
And
as Dad gave Santa
A
little shake, out spilled
The
Christmas sweets
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