So on Christmas Eve, I played “Fairytale of New York” for my mother. Then I played it for her again. There was a lot to do, but to my surprise, she stayed put.

“What are you doin’, Ma?” I asked about halfway through the second listen.


I coulda been someone/Well, so could anyone…


  1. Dreadful video, beautiful song. I can picture your lovely mother falling into the lovely lyrics.

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