“Scrooge” was an interesting movie. (I know it’s a Christmas
movie, but the heat of summer makes me long for midwinter.) It had some decent
songs, and a couple of great characterizations (Dame Edith Evans as a starchy
grandmotherly un-Dickensian Ghost of Christmas Past, and Kenneth More as a huge
Dickensian Ghost of Christmas Present).
This song is one of my favorites. I sing it to myself, under
my breath, on most workdays, a little.
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