It was always said of Scrooge that he knew how to keep Christmas well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge. May that be truly said of all of us! And so, as Tiny Tim observed, God Bless us Every One!
The Curtains of his bed were drawn aside, I tell you, by a hand. It was a strange figure – like a child: yet not so like a child as like an old man. The voice was soft and gentle. I am the ghost of Christmas Past.
Humbug ! Dickens’ s Christmas tale is retold as a mini-play, with Natasha and Rob playing all the parts between them including Scrooge! A squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching covetous old sinner!
A frog who helps a young man in the search for his wife. From the Violet Fairy Book of Andrew Lang.
