The oral tradition has long been an important part of preserving human culture, and it is perhaps especially at this time of year that we’re conscious of works of music and literature that have been handed down through the ages.
While I was showering this morning, for example, I found myself singing a cheerful seasonal song which my brain had kindly preserved for me, almost intact, for more than half a century, but I just couldn’t remember the first line. It was only as I was towelling myself down, that it came back to me.
“Christmas, Christmas, in Smurfing Land“
Anyone else grow up in the 70s?
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I was too frightened to press play!