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Christmas Eve Carol Sing.

Post  budgienobling on Wed Dec 21, 2011 5:49 am

Just to let everyone know that if you had not heard, the annual Carol Sing run by the Town Council at St. Mary's Church on Christmas Eve will start at 6.30 p.m. and not at 8.00 p.m. as it has done in the past. If you know anyone who regularly attends this very popular event please can you let them know or they will be very disappointed when they turn up at the regular time to find the church emptying. If you are looking for something to do to start Christmas off in a good way you can always come and hear your's truly giving a very festive rendition of 'Christmas' by John Betjamin and all the usual popular Christmas Carol's and also you will be wished a very Merry Christmas personally by the Town Mayor!! I bet you can't wait!!


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Re: Christmas Eve Carol Sing.

Post  caramel on Sun Dec 25, 2011 4:35 am

'Christmas' by John Betjeman

The bells of waiting Advent ring,
The Tortoise stove is lit again
And lamp-oil light across the night
Has caught the streaks of winter rain
In many a stained-glass window sheen
From Crimson Lake to Hookers Green.

The holly in the windy hedge
And round the Manor House the yew
Will soon be stripped to deck the ledge,
The altar, font and arch and pew,
So that the villagers can say
'The church looks nice' on Christmas Day.

Provincial Public Houses blaze,
Corporation tramcars clang,
On lighted tenements I gaze,
Where paper decorations hang,
And bunting in the red Town Hall
Says 'Merry Christmas to you all'.

And London shops on Christmas Eve
Are strung with silver bells and flowers
As hurrying clerks the City leave
To pigeon-haunted classic towers,
And marbled clouds go scudding by
The many-steepled London sky.

And girls in slacks remember Dad,
And oafish louts remember Mum,
And sleepless children's hearts are glad.
And Christmas-morning bells say 'Come!'
Even to shining ones who dwell
Safe in the Dorchester Hotel.

And is it true,
This most tremendous tale of all,
Seen in a stained-glass window's hue,
A Baby in an ox's stall ?
The Maker of the stars and sea
Become a Child on earth for me ?

And is it true ? For if it is,
No loving fingers tying strings
Around those tissued fripperies,
The sweet and silly Christmas things,
Bath salts and inexpensive scent
And hideous tie so kindly meant,

No love that in a family dwells,
No carolling in frosty air,
Nor all the steeple-shaking bells
Can with this single Truth compare -
That God was man in Palestine
And lives today in Bread and Wine.

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