I grew up with my folks listening to Bing Crosby and when we put up our tree in the sweltering heat of Africa we would have Bing crooning 'I'm dreaming of a white Christmas' as a child I never questioned it as my skin glistened with sweat and my fringe stuck to my face. I often decorated the tree dressed in just my swimming costume, still dripping wet from the pool - now I am wrapped up in several layers! Times have changed!
Sweet little Robins and the lovely Bing......fabulous! Suzy xx
ReplyDeleteI grew up with my folks listening to Bing Crosby and when we put up our tree in the sweltering heat of Africa we would have Bing crooning 'I'm dreaming of a white Christmas' as a child I never questioned it as my skin glistened with sweat and my fringe stuck to my face. I often decorated the tree dressed in just my swimming costume, still dripping wet from the pool - now I am wrapped up in several layers! Times have changed!
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