“On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love sent to me: Twelve drummers drumming, Eleven pipers piping, Ten lords a leaping …” Stretching the temporal aspect of the season!
Crikey, 33 blokes turning up at your door; wow, talk about overkill!
On the twelfth day of Christmas I took a final backward glance.
A couple of days before Christmas, we drove over to York, and after parking the car at the Park-and-Ride bus terminal on the outskirts of the city, we took the bus into the city centre. Our first stop was to visit the fascinating German Christmas shop where I purchased a Christmas ornament as a gift for son Joss’s new house.
I love the old buildings of York, especially the higgledy-piggledy Christmas shop with its extremely low ceilings; I’m only 5′ 3” but even I managed to bump my head on one low beam upstairs!