JOAN IN HER KERCHIEF, GEORGE IN HIS CAP

Perhaps not the most holiday-y of classics, but it's the one I'm seeing into midnight on this night before Christmas, now that no one believes in Santa Claus under this roof any longer. Sleep tight, my dears, and if the gunplay gets too loud just come and tell me to turn the TV down. The movie's almost over and I'll be going to bed soon too, after finishing off a plate full of cookies, carrots and a glass of milk in remembrance of more innocent times. There's a hopeful and happy day awaiting us all, and this ex-Santa is gonna need his rest. To all those who have read this blog over the past nine Christmases (!) and to those who may have only recently stumbled upon it, may your days be merry and bright and may this Christmas in particular be full of light.

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