Every Xmas my mum bought these. Every Xmas no one ate them. Every Xmas she'd say, "I'm not buying them again." Every Xmas she did. pic.twitter.com/ZjHvWJO0d3— Danny Baker (@prodnose) December 19, 2016
It was pretty much the same in our house.
I shall sing - principally songs of my own, since every man should compose the music for his own words; and whenever I can I shall debate and brawl.